stress changes who you are
I'm proud of how I held back tears at a sad movie on TV. It reminded me that in fact I have very good emotional control when I'm relaxed. I realize that since I married Dan my stress levels are maxed. But before I met him, I know I was freaked then too. I was facing destitution, and I knew it. Things were getting harder and I was getting sicker with no where to turn.
If I could just retrain Dan to be less of a stress that'd be a perfect answer all around. It's a battle between his will and my health!
There's only so much I can expect, he'll always be a high energy fellow, and there's other places I can shave stress, like selling the koi would help. I really need to post that ad. I don't act anymore. I just chase chores around, but don't initiate things like paying the bills and filing the paper, anything that isn't urgent gets left.
I hunch all the time. Too tense, I really think that's the blame.
I've been struggling with the old paradigm of "life doesn't owe you anything" and the new one that says "compassion owes you care." I see it happening, the new standard of giving that seems to be happening. Children raised in a world of peace and prosperity with waste all around are getting the idea that resources are unlimited enough to be generous. That's not a bad thing, and it's making changes in spite of the best efforts of marketing professionals to simulate fear and scarcity for control. Destitution has always been the stick, wealth the carrot, which kept society's backs bent to keep the rich happy.
Eliminating poverty and it's attendant ailments would result in people feeling free to self destiny. That means they start demanding better wages and conditions and that's expensive.
I've noticed, however, that there are a number of corporations who appear to be modelling just such employment comforts in the first world where it's expensive, and staying in business all the same. So one wonders, is it possible, or are they just the lottery winners chosen to front the scene?
Like the forests that get to stay unchopped because they're along major highways. You wouldn't want people to really see the extent of the logging, that wouldn't be good PR.
So where is my heart? Do I belong to that generation who don't get compassion because I grew up there and can't ask for it properly?
Oh no, I think it's because I still live in a region that's still back in the 20th century.
Okay, enough for now, I got distracted.
Oh no, I remember, the rabbit analogy. Seeing me at my relaxed is like trying to see rabbits relaxed. If you keep them in a pen out back they all go into alert mode when you turn up. If they live with you in your home, they see you as family and you see them as people. You can't possibly see my good side if you're causing me stress just being there. These days about everyone does with all the worry about if I'm too annoying, and it makes me unable to be anything but scared. There go the tears! Okay, bye
If I could just retrain Dan to be less of a stress that'd be a perfect answer all around. It's a battle between his will and my health!
There's only so much I can expect, he'll always be a high energy fellow, and there's other places I can shave stress, like selling the koi would help. I really need to post that ad. I don't act anymore. I just chase chores around, but don't initiate things like paying the bills and filing the paper, anything that isn't urgent gets left.
I hunch all the time. Too tense, I really think that's the blame.
I've been struggling with the old paradigm of "life doesn't owe you anything" and the new one that says "compassion owes you care." I see it happening, the new standard of giving that seems to be happening. Children raised in a world of peace and prosperity with waste all around are getting the idea that resources are unlimited enough to be generous. That's not a bad thing, and it's making changes in spite of the best efforts of marketing professionals to simulate fear and scarcity for control. Destitution has always been the stick, wealth the carrot, which kept society's backs bent to keep the rich happy.
Eliminating poverty and it's attendant ailments would result in people feeling free to self destiny. That means they start demanding better wages and conditions and that's expensive.
I've noticed, however, that there are a number of corporations who appear to be modelling just such employment comforts in the first world where it's expensive, and staying in business all the same. So one wonders, is it possible, or are they just the lottery winners chosen to front the scene?
Like the forests that get to stay unchopped because they're along major highways. You wouldn't want people to really see the extent of the logging, that wouldn't be good PR.
So where is my heart? Do I belong to that generation who don't get compassion because I grew up there and can't ask for it properly?
Oh no, I think it's because I still live in a region that's still back in the 20th century.
Okay, enough for now, I got distracted.
Oh no, I remember, the rabbit analogy. Seeing me at my relaxed is like trying to see rabbits relaxed. If you keep them in a pen out back they all go into alert mode when you turn up. If they live with you in your home, they see you as family and you see them as people. You can't possibly see my good side if you're causing me stress just being there. These days about everyone does with all the worry about if I'm too annoying, and it makes me unable to be anything but scared. There go the tears! Okay, bye