We all need to take a deep breath. And then another. And another.
Too frequently these days I want to lock myself in a room and simply scream. And scream some more. But, instead, I just hold it in. … It’s not all that unusual for me to come to this brink every now and again, but recently it is nearly a daily occurrence. My insides feel like that rubber-band-driven toy airplane that has been wound much too tight and is about to unleash its twisted fury with just one more turn of the propeller.
I’ll bet many reading this can relate. It’s 2020, which is about to take it’s rightful place up there on the shelf with the worst years any of us can remember. Right after it finishes turning all of us into certifiable, anxiety-ridden, stress-malady-riddled basket cases.
From my own circle of family, friends, and acquaintances to people I only read about, most seem to be suffering in some way from the stress: Ulcers, anger, hives, or just plain uncontrollable anxiety. It’s hurting us more than we know. We all seem to be living one last straw away from losing our shit – not surprising in this culture that pushes us ever harder, even in a normal year.
So take that deep breath. And another. Don’t watch the news today. Take a slow walk with your children or a friend. Go to the beach. Don’t engage in social media politics for a while. Instead, do something that brings you peace.
My wish for us all is that we can find the balance between this chaos and some serenity that will help keep us calm and sane. Even this year.
-Russ
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