What are you waiting for?
Sometimes it’s heartbreaking to watch so many people that I care so deeply for crumble underneath the stress they’re dealing with. I wonder all the time (at least once a week) what it is that allows some people to cry it out, stand up, and move on that sends other people to their knees, unable to stand. Is it chemistry? Is it history? Is it one crucial thought that changes everything?
I don’t know. I wish very much that I did.
Lift you head, there’s no time for crying
You made your bed but don’t think its fit to lie in
Wasted on the ground when you know you should be flying
What are you waiting for?
You made your bed but don’t think its fit to lie in
Wasted on the ground when you know you should be flying
What are you waiting for?
Let it Go Let it Go
This is smaller than you know
No bigger than a pebble lying on a gravel road
Let it Go Let it Go
Got to leave it all behind you
Give the sun a chance to find you
Let it Go
I wish I knew too, so I could stop being one of the unable-to-stand people.
I believe in the camel theory of stress. Anyone that has ever seen a cmael knows, that like people, they come in different sizes.
So, of course, the load of straw that a camel can carry varies from camel to camel.
Sadly, you just never know what straw it is that is going to break your back.
i think a lot of it has to do with how one deals with stress of any kind. i tend to get highly stressed out about things, but i’m trying to learn to think before i react.
Spite.
I’m one of those “Fuck you, you can’t stop me” kind of people so no matter how much stress I’m under, no matter how much I want to just drop everything and start crying, I just go outside, scream a little, punch a wall if I have to, and then continue with what I was doing through sheer spite. When I break, which is as often as anyone else, it’s on the inside. I just get that much angrier on the outside because I’ll be damned if I’m giving anyone the satisfaction of seeing me break. And then I hold onto it until I’m alone and I ball my eyes out.
I don’t think it’s a healthy or productive reaction, really. It just is what it is.
*warm hugs*
Thanks for helping me cry it out the last few weeks.
I used to be a person sent to my knees at every little thing. However, now I can take quite a bit. In my case it was chemical. Prozac helped keep me off my knees (just barelyy) for a while, but what truly helped – what actually made me feel GOOD and able to function come what may – was a dietary change. In my case forgoing wheat and other glutinous grains. I cannot tell you the difference this has made.
Well, you asked. My two cents are ALWAYS handy. But don’t anyone go thinking I advocate eliminating grains for everyone. But I do think diet is so fundamental that it affects all you do and feel.