Hey Pandas, What’s One Weird Thing You Do To Calm You Down? (Closed)

listen to jack stauber, count in threes.

I clean and organize things by color

I usually go outside and then put myself in the most out-of-the-way space I can find. Up a tree, behind the shed, in the corner of a fence, whatever. Bonus points if I remembered to bring headphones, but if I didn't, I just stare at the sky and tear up dead leaves.

i fold towels and organize my towel closet to perfection

i have sets of dumbells ranging in weight from 2 to 25 pounds. if i feel very angry or overwhelmed (it depends on whether or not i worked out my arms the previous day) i pick up the heaviest weights i can (justifiably, of course) work out with for anywhere from 10 mins to 2 hours (i once worked out, after a big fight with my parents, for 5 hourse lmao)

Sh or organizing everything and doing super detailed aesthetic stuff in my room.

Whistle :)

I have a small toy that i carry around everywhere and when I’m overthinking something, I’ll pretend I’m at a therapy session and that he’s my therapist. Then i talk it out with him and i eventually come to a conclusion. Its really myself talking to me, but it still helps!!

Kinda just fidget with my fingers and pull my hair

From over excitement?
I find something to focus on that requires attention. Play a game on my phone, solve a puzzle, untie a difficult knot.

From the other kind of excitement?
Have a pee, and think about all the work I need to get done.

From anger?
I speak to my wife. She has a calming effect on me. She has done more for me than anger management courses ever did. Without her, this world would be nothing but blood and cinders.

My husband's arms

Walk in circles. To keep me busy, also. It’s very calming, to have a pattern and move my legs while also being able to absorb myself in my thoughts.

I fidget more than usual or I just escape into my own mind or I think about space

I'm not sure if this is considered odd but I listen to slowed soothing songs.
E.g Swing Lynn, After Dark, and etc.

Another thing I do is lie on the floor at night, and daydream about something that calms me.

I pick my nose. It’s very soothing, but gross at the same time. I have no plans on stopping it.

I haul my copy of What It’s Like To Be a Bird out from my shelf and just absorb as many facts and studies and graphs into my brain as I can. Or if I’m really mad I lock myself into the bathroom and stare at the wall and cry.