Stress

I’m tired of being stressed. Sometimes, I just want to scream – let it out – shake it off.

I can get stressed about little things – like “Oh my God! It’s going to rain on the day I want to hike!”

But this is minor stuff. It lurks in the background. Not good – not really – but I can talk to lurkers and reason with them, calm them down and soothe them. Sometimes I can even laugh at them. Meaning, of course, that I’m laughing at myself.

But then there’s this other stuff. Like – how glacially slow the bank is moving and how the lawyer says speed it up and how people don’t return calls and there’s this whole train-car load of – “this can’t happen until that happens and nothing happens until someone does something and they aren’t doing anything.”

What I’m saying (obviously) is that real stress is all about things I can’t control. It’s this depending on someone else to do something. And waiting. And akkkk….

Deep breath.

Right now, I feel like I never ever in my life – ever again, want to count on anyone other than me.

I hope that’s clear.

Not possible – I know – but clear.

 

About goodyniosi

Writer, avid(!!!) hiker - living life to the fullest. Love, life, bliss - getting high on getting high (in the alpine that is)
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