I am one of those people that get stressed out and panicked incredibly easily at very mundane things. It’s something that’s always happened to me, and growing up in a family full of extroverts who seem to have no anxiety nor are they prone to panic attacks, has always made me feel like anxiety is a silly thing. It’s always been just me. Just the outcast. Through the years, I have learned tricks on how to calm myself down when I feel that tightening happening in my chest.
One of the things that has helped me the most is baking. My mom has always been the chef in the house. She has an amazing talent of grabbing a few ingredients and making something edible. However, what she excels at is baking. Often times when I was younger, we’d forgo “real” food for chocolate cakes and cookies. It is often a shock that I don’t have diabetes (knock on wood). Whenever I started to get panicky when I was younger, watching her bake would calm me down. Slowly, I started to pick up a few tricks around the whisk. Folding batter in a mixing bowl, hearing the whirl of the mixer, cracking eggs on the side of the sink, and packing brown sugar in a measuring cup were the perfect remedies, for me, to handle my stress.
Lately, I have been on a cupcake kick, much like most of the world. It seems that cupcakes are everywhere because they are so easy to make and easy to eat. My favorite thing to make are “Blackout Cupcakes.” I found the recipe here, but have tweaked a few things to make it more delicious, like using this chocolate cake recipe. #Humblebrag.