Today is my husband’s name day. Day of birth as you might call it. Years ago, I met a shy poet who told me the only thing he wanted for his birthday, was me. He is, quite frankly, the love of my life. Then why am I so stressed out all the time? Ha. I don’t know.
This was an interesting article on Stress Symptoms and the warning signs. The health problems that are exacerbated by stress include some of my own. So I started thinking about why people with autoimmune diseases would tend to be more stressed out than others. I thought about the article I read when researching my topic on neurotransmitters and the stomach. The blog post New Year, New Brain?
When am I most irritable? When do I start getting mad or not being able to let something go? When I have had a bad flare up?? When I have eaten something that makes me hurt and be in pain? Yes. I focus most on what is wrong when I am in pain. Why do I do that? Some sort of pathway that was there for a while. Okay, next step. Recognize the signs.
So, after I realize what I am doing, my next step is to focus on doing things I like. Things that make me happy. Reading. Holding my dogs. Writing. Snuggling with my kids. Hugging my husband. One tight hug to let me know it’s okay. Him getting me to focus on the fact that it will be okay, even if it’s not okay at this moment.
I have used my “hibernate and ignore” tactic in order not to let things upset me. Stress is very bad for my health in more ways than one. So I say to anyone out there with stress, ummm, well let’s just say everyone reading this, as difficult as it is, focus on the positive. Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming. What do we do? We swimmm. Oops. You are still here. Ahem.
