Tightness in the chest that feels like an elephant decided to take a break right on your sternum.
Pounding, throbbing, pulsing pain like your head is going to implode the next time someone asks you to do something.
Shortness of breath…you, just, can’t, breathe!
STRESS affects us all these days. But for some reason it feels as if stress has decided to set up camp right in all of our front yards and have one, long, loud, and annoying party that started on January 2017 with no end in sight.
For me, stress has increased 1,000% this last year. It’s not one big thing but a heap load of little things that seem to proliferate as the days go on. Increased pressure at my job. My daughter’s stress from transitioning to high school: one drama after another. My son transitioning to middle school with added responsibilities. My husband’s job pressure. My hormones going completely wacko (I turned 50 this year and some kind of switch went off a month after my birthday that has thrown me into a lack of brain function). Health issues with no real diagnosis or treatment, just more pain. Traffic. The cost of living just keeps getting more expensive. And just the every day onslaught of BAD NEWS: hurricanes, climate change, mass shootings, racist rallies, and the list goes on and on and on and on. As I’m typing this list, my body is getting tense.
There’s a massive amount of negativity, fear, foreboding, agitation, and anxiety being spread EVERYWHERE.
This madness must stop. STOP, I say. STOP!
Seriously, or we are all going to have a collective coronary.
I don’t know about you, but this is not a world I want to live in anymore. You can just relax because I’m not contemplating suicide. But what I am talking about is extricating myself from all of this. Now, I can’t move to a deserted island and just sit there doing nothing. None of us can. I still have a family, with all their anxieties and fears. I still have to go to my job, with mounting pressure. I still have to pay my mortgage, with 25+ more years to go.
But I can still extricate myself. I can leave any time I want and go on a bliss-filled mind break. Granted, I’m taking many more of these breaks than I ever have in my life but I can still get away.
The thing that’s totally been helping me is this app called Headspace.
My daughter has been using it and now my husband has started it too. Without this mind break, I’d probably be drunk every day, pulling every last strand of my hair out, or running through the streets screaming that I lost my mind and I need to find it.
It only takes 3 to 10 minutes (I like the longer mind breaks). All you do is breathe and let go. Actually not so easy when you’re eyeballs deep in chaos but with practice you get better, and you WANT to do it more.
Do you need a mind break today? I bet you do. I’m sure you have three minutes too. Try it. It’s better than pulling all your hair out. Believe me, I know.