Stress ManagementA Chapter by Wathanya.5KY3
Dear Journal,
I know you won't respond, but I want somewhere to vent. Will you listen to my quarter-life crisis? I hope you do... It's just...I'm being caught up between maintaining my physical and mental health (eating well, staying sane, you know, the usual), keeping grades up (and ultimately my scholarship), being the secretary and the head of financial managements of the student association, organizing the free-book promotion on my birthday (and going back to tweak my blurb and cover design), and dealing with my roommate's standards of cleanliness and smirk of disgust when she knows my standards are lower (because I simply don't have the space for more stress, but it's not important. My concerns are never important. Never) both of which give me negative psychological transference. Wow. That's quite a lot, actually. And now the leader of the country's Youth Union in the Chubu area is asking me to apply to be his successor. I sent my application, but asked him to pick me only if there really, truly, seriously no one else. Funny thing, I can hear my therapist's voice telling me to be proud of myself for that. How am I coping with that? Well... I'm...writing...ish. My current writer's block is being a pretty tough nut to crack. I still review others' writings and engage with fellow writers in the #WritersCommunity on twitter to get more ideas, but it's still there. Damn writer's block! I allowed myself to be a little tipsy at a live music event last night and had this moment where my crush was like, "this is probably not the best place and time, but no one's listening so-" Then someone called her over, saying it's her turn to go up stage and making her say, "I have to go," instead. I had to leave to get dinner before everything closes down and couldn't even find her in the crowd, so I sent her a text apologizing for being a drunk and leaving early. This morning, she texted me saying it was nothing. Me: *collapses in corner, soul escaping through gaping mouth* Not like I was looking for any partners at the moment, but still... I also got a haircut, which signifies my entry into a new phase. Bad news is, it seems like it's going to be a hectic one. Anyway, this is probably just me ranting about random normal stuff that people usually have under control. Though you'll say the fact that I'm writing this must be my subconscious telling me that I need to manage my stress more effectively. I'll try to do that... I miss you, Journal... Sincerely, Wathanya © 2019 Wathanya.5KY3Author's Note
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1 Review Added on September 8, 2019 Last Updated on September 8, 2019 Tags: schizoid adaptations, therapeutic, stress AuthorWathanya.5KY3Nagoya, Aichi, JapanAboutI’ve been frustrated by the lack of representation of minorities in literature. Not that there are none—because there are—but I want people to have the option to read ones that are n.. more..Writing
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