Stress leads to illness...A true story
Well, I was told to calm down, chill out, stress less, and did I listen? No. Did I try? Most definitely, but I guess I didn't try hard enough. I legitimately got sick from over-stressing, and let me tell you, it SUCKS!!! It is the worst feeling. I feel totally disgusting and yucky. It seems like a vicious cycle though, because I got shingles from over-stressing, so I attempt to calm down, but seeing the evil adult version of the chicken pox on my body gets me stressed again because I feel like I look nasty. ARGH!
I think another issue that I battle with on a day-to-day basis is the fact that when I care deeply about an issue, it is almost IMPOSSIBLE for me not to stress or dwell on it. I can't help it that when I feel confused or upset I let it get the best of me, because on the average, that which confuses me and leads to me becoming upset is something that I really truly care about or have a passion for. I can't just blow certain things off or "take it with a grain of salt," because when people do that to me, I feel like that don't care. If someone seems strange or odd or sad to me, my mind starts spinning with what I can do to make it better. That, or it starts spinning with thoughts pondering if I did something that may have caused the person to act that way.
I really thought that for the past week, I was doing really good with my "new and improved" outlook of life. I try not to let the things that can't be changed immediately wear me down. I try not to over-think and over-analyze EVERYTHING and ANYTHING (that's one of the hardest things not do by the way). But there are things that I don't know how to put into words, so I can't ask for assistance in understanding. There are things that I question, but I don't necessarily want an answer to them. Such is my life I guess. I feel like I'm drowning in waves of thought, I struggle to keep my head above the water, but an undercurrent keeps dragging me under.
I think another issue that I battle with on a day-to-day basis is the fact that when I care deeply about an issue, it is almost IMPOSSIBLE for me not to stress or dwell on it. I can't help it that when I feel confused or upset I let it get the best of me, because on the average, that which confuses me and leads to me becoming upset is something that I really truly care about or have a passion for. I can't just blow certain things off or "take it with a grain of salt," because when people do that to me, I feel like that don't care. If someone seems strange or odd or sad to me, my mind starts spinning with what I can do to make it better. That, or it starts spinning with thoughts pondering if I did something that may have caused the person to act that way.
I really thought that for the past week, I was doing really good with my "new and improved" outlook of life. I try not to let the things that can't be changed immediately wear me down. I try not to over-think and over-analyze EVERYTHING and ANYTHING (that's one of the hardest things not do by the way). But there are things that I don't know how to put into words, so I can't ask for assistance in understanding. There are things that I question, but I don't necessarily want an answer to them. Such is my life I guess. I feel like I'm drowning in waves of thought, I struggle to keep my head above the water, but an undercurrent keeps dragging me under.
posted by Ill-Fated Butterfly at 10:34 PM
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