As the perceived idea that things won’t work out, when in the midst of working through them, to get to an outcome that seems far-fetched, when patience is needed, to pleading in frustration, what the f*** is going on, to telling others “I’m stressing”, or “You stressing me out”, “I can’t think or concentrate”, but a trait we follow is thinking too much and overthinking, to blinking a million times when explaining what we’re doing, that haven’t been figured out yet, so the blink is the scroll through the rolodex of one’s mind, in search of what can be figured in a moment of breath, but we forget to breathe, as the heart start pounding, to throwing a fit when things don’t fit, then forget to STOP.. and take a moment to sit still with yourself, to see how to do it.
If it ain’t one thing it’s another, as the compounding effect accepted as the way things is, without realizing my point of creation in the matter of fact that we stress about little things, like having to be someplace at a certain time and find ourselves rushing to get there, because we couldn’t decide in time on what to wear, or ending up with just enough to get you by, which may seem as if insinuating a lie, but the guy that was no longer reside inside, with the will to follow through, I will follow through, despite insinuating circumstances, I Will follow through, no if ands or buts about it, I highly doubt it, we stress about things and then pout about it, instead of laying things out for ourselves and doing something about it, where in a moment of dismay we start to feel crowded, with all our personalities trying to come through at the same time, we shout it out loud, I need help now, when help has always been standing right there, that’s veiled by stress and a stench of fear, it’s hard to see through the web of emotions, when emotionally driven have been our potion to the patterns we’re living and not forgiving, I mean is there such a thing as stressing out loud?
Where it’s written all over our face through ageing lines, but a face we put on that things are fine, because we believe no one wants to know about the stress we live, while everyone else is talking about the stress they live, (to be consoled) we’ll sale out our-self for a moment of sympathy, and mentally stay within the same frame of mind, we stress about stressing when things aren’t fine, and when all is fine we stress about that, is there no end to the stress we enact on to ourselves, what is this reaction, is it the idea that I may lose everything that I’ve attracted, towards myself throughout my life, is stress the main cause for malice and strife, with the desire to inflict injury or harm onto another, because things are not going right in my life?
Being lame (Blame) is a pimp limp design by stress, that it must be their fault for the way I’m feeling, “Because if you”… is an agitating attack away for self, that we often use on everyone else. Deep seeded stress means I’m getting old quick, but (once) including myself, no one wants to see this, thinking it’s just an act of nature that we get old, instead of realizing the Human Mind behind the Nature, that has control, that makes it our Human Nature to lose control, and blame it all on having an Old soul, that seeps out of a pinhole in your head when you die, I mean how could I believe such a bold face lie, and so abdicate our responsibility for being responsible Human Being, and instead made Stressing out to be a big thing.
If the weather stressed out we would all be in a world of trouble, if the Earth stressed out, half of us would be thrown off, if the Sun stress out, we would all be burnt to a crisp, or better yet living in darkness, if are cars showed the stresses we perpetuate while in it, there would be more accidents, if the chairs we sit in stressed out we would be sitting on the floor, if our homes stressed out it would blow out the doors. Sounds pretty ridiculous doesn’t it? So why is it that Humans are the only one’s who live this ridiculousness, that have created this entity in spite of one another and called it stress, through the advent of money and self-interest?
What has happen will continue to happen until we realize that all this extra-curricular activity is but an illusion of the mind, meaning it doesn’t really exist until we give light onto it, making this illusion our own, that we can’t see, but experience as this chemical reaction in our solar-plexus, that gives us anxiety as the exiting of real society for living in our minds, that has created a society of misfits out of you and me, missing a moment of being here, just to Stress, not to say be any means that it’s easy to walk through what we go through, that I’m going through, but to stress about what has to happen, is to add onto the consequences of what I’m currently walking through, so f*** that. Therefore;
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to create stress for myself and live it, as if it’s the end of the world, when what I’m walking through is the changing factor of me, from the person I used to be, into who I really am and was meant to be throughout my life here on earth.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to have stated that I’m stressing, to be inundated with sympathy from others, with the belief that this momentary energetic feeling I derived from it would change things, but didn’t and found myself wrapped within the comfortability of the problem, with no outlook on how to solve it.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize how stress is the disguise for anxiety brewing within me, where the blame factor then come up for me to abdicate my responsibility.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to carry around with me the baggage of stress, and so regress into a depressive mind state, without realizing the compression of me, headed toward the point of giving up, that starts with slowly but surely doing less and less within my process and so moving further away from resolving the problem.
I forgive myself that I haven’t accepted and allowed myself to see/realize/understand how stress is the insinuation of a problem easily solve, that becomes a mountain when goes unresolved, requiring one’s immediate attention, to seeing that it’s something extra on top of the weight we carry, to being overweigh and then we fall.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to have fallen and in the process of getting up, stress the whole way, without realizing that stress is what causes the back pain I would experience.
I forgive myself that I haven’t accepted and allowed myself to realize that without stress, points become that much simpler to walk through and transcend, into standing as the resolve thereof.
And within that the specificity of what one is/has specifically stressed about, should be placed in as well, to be able to see the extra-curricular occurrence that compounds the point at hand, so
When and as I see myself adding onto (with stress) a point or problem I’m facing and/or walking through, to seeing no way out, I stop and breathe. I see/realize/understand that I can’t see a way out, because I’ve let stress veil my point of direction and so tamper with my exit strategy, and so commit myself to dropping all unwarranted stress unconditionally, because conditionally I’ve accepted it as a point of abdication to my responsibility, therefore I commit myself to taking responsibility in making things easier for myself while walking through consequences, by dropping the stress factor, to in fact be here to get to my resolve.
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