Stress is a word I do not use lightly. I am very careful when I use this word. I do not acknowledge having it because I do not want it to overwhelm me.
Everybody undergoes stress. It has good and bad effects. Some people are more productive when challenged. It becomes their motivation. Some people react differently when under tremendous amounts of stress. Stress causes hypertension, even cancer. Some say it is due to the constant production of adrenaline.
I used to eat stress for breakfast. It has propelled me to do what I can do. It has made me tough. It may also be the reason I am mentally sound despite all these going on around me. I can take it all in a stride and I rarely panic. Hence, the superwoman version of me was born.
But, the pandemic happened. I got used to life with a different kind of stress, one that didn't involve the adrenaline rush. I learned about mind spaces and settling myself down. I've felt the calm and I noticed how my body behave differently went stressed.
The past few weeks have be exceptionally challenging. Work was less stressful compared to dealing with extended family issues. I've been eating more sweets than usual. My average resting heart rate increased. Yet, the scale recorded some weight loss. I also thought stress caused my resistance to drop. I was usually the last one to get sick. Now, I am the first one to get it.
Stress is amazing. I just need to master it, and not let it be my master.
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