Posts Tagged ‘Stress’

Sometimes I Think I Need to Get Away


2010
03.11
(by daniraiseshell)

I feel this way some­times, and it’s got­ten worse lately. I have no energy for any­thing, and I have no time. I am con­stantly run­ning around, and I don’t know when to stop. I’m hop­ing that this week­end, I will be able to get all the things that I need to get done before my trip. Hope­fully on Sat­ur­day, so I can just sit back and relax on Sun­day. I know that is one of the rea­sons that I am not in a rela­tion­ship. Do I even have time for any­one else? I won­der that some­times. Will I be so busy that love and life will pass me by?

I just wish that I could del­e­gate more, but to who? I am all that the kids have, and my ex is a total inept. I def­i­nitely know that I need to get away soon, or I am going to breakdown.

via ican​read​.tum​blr​.com I feel this way some­times, and it’s got­ten worse lately. I have no energy for any­thing, and I have no time. I am con­stantly run­ning around, and I don’t know when to stop. I’m hop­ing that this week­end, I will be able to get all the things that I need to get done before … Posted via web from Love and the City


The Dreaded Question


2009
12.02
I am not looking forward to this.

I am not look­ing for­ward to this.

Soon will come the time when I travel back home to visit fam­ily and friends for the Christ­mas hol­i­day. As the years have passed by and I get older and older, there is one ques­tion which con­tin­ues to be asked and the amount of times I get this ques­tion con­tin­ues to rise faster than a loaf of bread cook­ing in the oven.

“So when are you get­ting mar­ried?” “You have a girl­friend yet?”.

This two part ques­tion just dri­ves me crazy. I have resigned myself to just say­ing “She’s on her way. Let me see if she is here yet.” I smile and quickly change the sub­ject. I just can’t take it any­more. This is the one part of my hol­i­day trip I am dread­ing because the sub­ject comes up so often and I have no answer. In fact at fam­ily gath­er­ings of at least 25 peo­ple, it always comes up dur­ing the mid­dle por­tion of din­ner when peo­ple have taken a break from eat­ing so much and there is a hush over the room and here it comes .… Ugh. The sim­ple answer is that I am just too picky and say­ing that will open up the door to many, many unwanted and unso­licited opinions.

Maybe I should can­cel my trip back home this Christ­mas. No ques­tions = no stress.


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