I watched The Sitter today, a movie starring Jonah Hill. It was a piece of fluff with a few good laughs, but one scene from the movie has stuck with me.
In a scene of particularly high tension, one character, a woman in her early twenties, began to freak out much in the manner that I do. Another character, a little girl of about 8, looked at the woman dispassionately and said “Stop being such a spaz.” Taken aback, the woman was mollified and began to calm down.
I’ve been trying to find away to calm myself when I start to freak out or tantrum, and this method cracked me up. Providing I have enough presence of mind the next time it happens, I will try telling myself to “stop being such a spaz.” Hopefully it will be enough to derail my thought process and give me enough of a laugh to buoy my mood to a place where I can think rationally.
The earlier I can pull out of irrational panic, the closer I get to taking it completely out of my life. I do think I’m getting closer, the tantrums have become less frequent, less intense, and shorter in duration.
Here’s to being “spaz” free by 2013!
*My apologies to anyone who finds my use of the word “spaz” offensive. No offense is intended; I merely found the incongruity of a little girl using this word to reprimand and adult for their behaviour humorous.