My Brain Won't Think Straight and It's Pissing Me Off
When stress hijacks your thinking and everything feels impossible—except at 3am when you're supposed to be sleeping
So Jake asked me when we need the mockups by and I just... blanked. WHEN DO WE NEED THE MOCKUPS BY. I made the timeline. It's color-coded in three different apps. I have push notifications for it. But suddenly my brain was like "nope, we don't know her."
And everyone's waiting. Jake's doing that thing where he tilts his head like a confused golden retriever. The silence is SO LOUD. My face is getting hot and I can feel everyone thinking "wow she really doesn't have her shit together" and I'm standing there like please brain, any thought, literally any thought would be great right now.
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This is my life now. I'll spend three hours crafting the PERFECT response to an email no one will read, but ask me a direct question? Instant lobotomy. Yesterday I created a seventeen-tab spreadsheet analyzing coffee options for the office (with weighted criteria! and user personas!) but when my manager asked for my thoughts on our Q2 strategy I literally said "it seems... good?"
IT SEEMS GOOD. That's what I said. About our entire quarter. Good.
...which is stupid because I literally MADE the strategy deck. I know every slide by heart. Could recite the SWOT analysis in my sleep. Actually DO recite it in my sleep according to my boyfriend, along with something about "synergies" which, kill me now.
Why Is My Brain Like This Though
Okay so apparently when you're stressed - which is literally always because have you SEEN everything? - your prefrontal cortex just gives up. That's the thinking part. The smart part. The part that's supposed to make my salary worth it.
Wait actually that reminds me, did I submit my timesheet? Fuck. See this is what I mean - my brain is like a browser with 47 tabs open and they're all loading different crisis scenarios and I can't find the one I actually need which is just "what day is it" and "did I eat lunch" and...
Anyway. Your amygdala (the panic button) hijacks everything and suddenly you're operating on pure adrenaline and vibes. I know this because I spent last Tuesday night googling "why am I stupid now" instead of sleeping like a normal person.
Did you know chronic stress literally changes your brain structure? Like physically makes the thinking parts smaller? Apparently I'm not the only one losing it - saw something about how we collectively lose like $8.8 trillion to this shit. TRILLION. With a T. Makes me feel slightly less like a malfunctioning robot and more like... part of a very expensive global meltdown?
Actually no, still feel like a malfunctioning robot.
The 2AM Revelation That Maybe Saved My Job
So I downloaded Mind Hack Lab at 2am after completely freezing during a client call. Like, they asked about our implementation timeline and I just... made a noise? Not words. Just a sound. They probably think I had a stroke.
My sister had been nagging me about it for WEEKS. She used their Focus & Self-Management session for her presentation anxiety and went from actual vomiting before talks to like, functioning human who can speak words in order.
The Focus Reset thing was weird. You do this breathing pattern while... I don't know, acknowledging the panic? There's definitely a label-your-thoughts component which sounds dumb but holy shit. I was sitting on my bathroom floor (where all great revelations happen, next to the toilet at 2:47am) doing the exercise and suddenly realized I could separate "everyone thinks I'm an idiot" from "Jake asked a simple question."
Like those are two different things??? Who knew!
Next day my boss ambushed me with "thoughts on the restructure?" and instead of my usual deer-in-headlights performance followed by word salad, I actually... answered? With coherent thoughts? That related to the question asked?
Revolutionary.
When Everything Is Urgent, Nothing Makes Sense
Here's what's fucked: when everything feels like an emergency, your brain can't prioritize anything. Every Slack message might as well be a fire alarm. Every email could be the one that gets you fired. Brad from product scheduling another "quick sync"? Obviously life or death.
Tuesday I spent forty minutes agonizing over whether to use "Best" or "Thanks" to sign off an email to someone I've never met and will never meet. FORTY MINUTES. On two words. That they probably didn't even read.
But when my actual boss asked for actual deliverables that actually matter? Brain: "lol what deliverables"
Your nervous system literally cannot tell the difference between "need to analyze this data by EOD" and "a saber-tooth tiger is stalking you." Same stress hormones. Same shutdown of higher thinking. Same sweaty palms and racing thoughts and sudden inability to access the MBA you're still paying off.
Oh god the MBA. $120k to learn frameworks I can't access when someone asks me a direct question. Cool investment, past me. Really nailing that ROI.
Okay But What Actually Helps (Besides Wine)
Sleep would be nice. Exercise that isn't panic-walking between meetings. Actual lunch breaks where I don't eat sad desk salad while typing angry responses I'll never send.
But also - and I can't believe I'm saying this about an app I downloaded during a bathroom floor crisis - that Mind Hack Lab session legitimately works. Like, immediately.
There are three main techniques that aren't just "breathe deeply and think positive thoughts" bullshit:
- Focus Reset Protocol - stops the mental static when your brain goes bzzzzzzt
- Thought Labeling - the bathroom floor revelation thing
- Priority Matrix - for when Brad's "quick sync" feels as urgent as actual deadlines
I can literally feel my brain starting to short-circuit in meetings now and I do the breathing thing (4 counts? 6? There's definitely counting) and suddenly I can access actual thoughts again. Not therapy, just brain tricks I wish someone taught me in school instead of calculus which I have used exactly zero times unless you count calculating how many hours of sleep I'm not getting.
The wild part? I'm actually good at my job when my brain works. Like, really good. Strategic thinking, creative solutions, connecting dots other people miss - that's my thing. Yesterday I solved a problem that's been bugging the team for months. Just... saw the pattern. Made the connection. Proposed a solution.
Everyone was like "wow great insight" and I wanted to be like "YEAH I KNOW I'M SMART WHEN MY BRAIN ISN'T ACTIVELY SABOTAGING ME"
But I just said "thanks" because, you know, professionalism.
Anyway Jake's still waiting about those mockups. Thursday. They're due Thursday. I knew that the whole time, my brain just needed thirty seconds of complete system failure first.
Progress?
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