I'm experiencing an all new emotion these days. Its been going on for several weeks. I'm frustrated with frustration. I'm going through this strange phase where I'm back and forth between "fine,"(and by fine I do mean really fine, not fine as in "I'm saying I'm fine but I'm anything but") and completely frustrated. To put it lightly, things haven't exactly gone my way over the last few weeks/months. I missed out on my dream job by 0.15 points. My sister was supposed to fix my car and instead wrecked it. I've got a "mild strain of adult mono" going on. And then there are other things that I am not at liberty to talk about here from my personal and professional life. Its hard, its annoying, its frustrating. But this is me. I can handle things like that, right? Except that I feel like I am losing my ability to just march on and ignore the unpleasantries.I keep remembering this job interview I had several years ago to become a 911 operator. They asked me how I handled job stress and job frustrations. (Needless to say those are 2 key side effects of 911.) I told them I believed in the power of milkshakes and talking to small animals. When I get truly frustrated I get a shake and talk to a dog. That may have had a lot to do with how I gained 15 lbs in 6 months.
But right now I can't afford that many milkshakes and the cat I live with doesn't hold still long enough for a beneficial conversation. So I am asking you, my blogging friends, how do you handle stress and frustration? Working out- check. Me time- check. Work harder- check. Relax- check. Chocolate milkshakes- check. What am I missing?
When life finally says that there is no way you can control and fix everything and you are forced into accepting that life isn't going to do what you want it to do, what do you do?
I will respond in more detail later, as it is 12:42 a.m. and I just got off the phone with my ex-boyfriend's ex-girlfriend (who he dumped me for) who is upset that he (after dumping her 4 months ago, nothing like the 3 days I had) now has a new girlfriend, so I spent the evening consoling her. Stressful week? A little. I'll share, too. Just, tomorrow. Though I think you already saw my most recent post? That's one way, for me. Staying up till 3 a.m. all jittery and listening to talks. And remembering that even though I'm all jittery now, I really am okay, and will be okay, if I am doing what I've been prompted to do, what the Lord wants me to do.
ReplyDeleteBut I still need to learn how to not be overwhelmed by it. This has turned into a real reply. But no more. Bed for me, missy. More later.
Three Words: Primal Scream Therapy.
ReplyDeleteor maybe that's just me.
Seriously. I scream (usually when I'm alone in the car at the 90 year old woman in front of me), go home and paint something dark, eat and then read something that will take me out of the world. Solve anything? No. But I always feel better later. :)
Gotten any other suggestions that aren't on your comments? I'm pretty much at that point myself. I can't ever seem to get it all to fit--either social works great and job sucks, or job is great and social sucks, and so forth. Maybe all I'm missing is the milkshakes.
ReplyDeleteNo suggestions yet. Maybe we're all just lost in this thing called life?
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