Bonus Blog How I deal with Stress.
It’s another early Friday morning. Today it wasn’t fears that awoke me it was just aches and pains both physically and emotionally that make sleep evade. Leg cramps don’t help either.
Now as I reflect on this long week I realize that my tolerance for stress this week has been off.
Little things have made me stressed. I am a teacher and I had students look at me crosseyed this week for redirections. Parents wanting more information than I could give. I had to sub and stay later. We went to a memorial on Monday for a wonderful woman that died from cancer. I had to solve problems from at home such as why the schooling program wasn’t getting back to me and why my subscription box wasn’t coming. An email that made my organized chaos look like a Trex escaped. This week I was bad at handling stress and there were more times when my poor empath’s heart wanted to curl up into a ball.
How do I handle stress well usually I am very good at keeping my cool and giving it to God. However, there are weeks like this one that didn’t seem so productive.
So what do I do?
First I remind myself that I am not perfect. Or usually, Jman reminds me, bonus points for marrying someone who loves enough to tell me I’m not perfect. There are things that are out of my control. That’s okay.
I surround myself with positive things. Like Christian music, old hymns, even changing my poetry class lesson from Halloween to thankfulness. So we wrote a poem about raindrops.
I read my Bible.
I remind myself about the blessings I have. Like a check for things we need, seeing an old friend, today is Friday, having a student volunteer to read a second time. Another student saying loudly that he loves Jman with the bottom of my heart. Finally, I heard back from my schooling program and make that step forward to go back to school. The subscription box that I subscribed to in September is on its way. Jman told me this week that he likes watching one of my youtube with me. Having 2 cars and being able to get myself to work and leave when I need to. Friends who check in. Having a friend who said I had some brilliant ideas. I got a thoughtful gift from a friend. Jman brought me a candy bar yesterday. The moon was very pretty last night. A parent said she loved reading my blog. There are hundreds of others but those are what I can think of right now.
I read my bible.
My barometer comes up. It is my way of putting things into perspective. Has this week been as bad as a chemo week? Nope. Nada. Is this week as bad as that other week when everything seemed to wrong at work? Nope Nada. I’m not in the hospital, I haven’t lost a loved one, I am not estranged with anyone. My husband is in good health. A Trex hasn’t escaped and caused havoc. Looking at those grave things makes my week feel like just a pothole and bumpy road.
I take a social media break. Social media is a great tool but at the same time, it steals my joy. There are pictures of perfect families and what they are doing for Halloween. Pictures like that make me sad because my family consists of Jman and me, we don’t have little ones, we don’t have kids. It’s not God’s plan for us right now but it’s still hard to look at pictures of people doing things during the holiday season that we are not doing.
I forgive myself. This one is huge. I forgive myself for when I mess up. I know I’m not perfect, I don’t try to be perfect but some weeks the bar that I hold myself too need to be lowered. There will be weeks that I am not up to all the tasks. There will be weeks where I feel drained. There will be times when I get frustrated. And that’s in God plan, forgiving myself is healthy.
I am thankful. I remind myself that thankfulness and gratefulness is a gift. I get to be thankful because my life is such a gift. Gratefulness is the only ingredient that banishes hurt, pain, tiredness, and self-doubt. Thankfulness for being able to work, to be able to go back to school, to have an allowance to buy pretty things, to have family that supports my decisions.
Finally, I get to choose. I choose what we poem we write. I choose which emails I respond to and some I’m not because it is been so blown out of perspective. I choose whose voice I listen too. Jmans, my parents, his dad, God’s. I put on makeup or I don’t, I choose how I spend my weekend. I choose whom I talk too. I choose my battles. I choose to make things simple.
I choose to be thankful.
How was your week? Any blessings this week that were your usual blessings?
1 Give praise to the Lord, proclaim his name;
make known among the nations what he has done.
2 Sing to him, sing praise to him;
tell of all his wonderful acts.
3 Glory in his holy name;
let the hearts of those who seek the Lord rejoice.
4 Look to the Lord and his strength;
seek his face always.
5 Remember the wonders he has done,
his miracles, and the judgments he pronounced,
6 you his servants, the descendants of Abraham,
his chosen ones, the children of Jacob.
7 He is the Lord our God;
his judgments are in all the earth.
TTFN and God Bless you and Keep you