Stress is a KILLER for me. I know it is a "killer" for millions of Americans, but because I have depression and anxiety, stress sets me over the edge. I can feel my blood pressure creep up and my pulse race and I break out in sweats. I feel like if I could cry, I might feel better, but I don't. I take anti-depressants and Vitamin D (a major problem for a lot of Oregonians). Some days it feels like they are starting to help, other days (like today) I feel like I am pulling in 500 different directions and I can't breathe.
Today was a stressful day at work. Today is the end of the Girl Scout Cookie season, and I still need to turn my money in. The kids need six hundred million things. I have to still cook dinner, plan a few blog posts, clear my camera roll, and pack for our adventure. Plus this upcoming adventure is going to be my first major one alone with my kids, and I am terrified. The fear is overtaking me and making me physically ill right now. I want to stop and take a breather, but I don't have the time.
I am in two countries at the same time and in two different lifetimes. How did this become my life? How did I become a mom too busy for her kids? How did I become too busy for myself? Ugh. I wish I had the answers.
How do you handle stress when you are too busy to handle stress?