This is an incredible poem! It describes stress intimately. This sounds particularly like Stressed-out. Reaching your limit without a break, hence, needing a lifeline. Something to anchor you, something to rip through the tons of water and violent waves of stress in order to reach the sea floor, what you're working for, to find your destination and take a break before continuing moving forward.
An expressive write. It always amazes me how such few words can describe what takes stories to see for most to experience themselves.
My thoughts for dealing with this level of stress may be a bit unorthodox. I usually just throw myself into my hobbies. When I'm particularly moody, feeling multiple things too fast - too much, I graffiti. When I am thinking too much, I write. When I can't deal with it anymore I sleep like the dead then force myself unto a schedule to make sure I take a break, while still doing what I need to do.. and if people aren't letting you take a break, then take solace where you can. Self-reflect calms me the most, crying oddly enough is a healthy mechanism (and doing it in solitude is refreshing for me), breathing in smoke or candles soothes the aches in my chest... I couldn't really say what will help, only that you should reach out a try something different whenever you have the free time. Music helps a lot too. If you don't want to think, I usually listen to non-lyric music, and it helps me resonate with the tune/tone of the melody. I wish you luck in finding it. And I hope you well.
I definitely have my ways of coping, although they're not alw.. read moreYou are too kind Lavi!
I definitely have my ways of coping, although they're not always the best. I have others that could help me but won't for selfish reasons, so It's extremely hard for me to get an actual break. Like you said, I try to do whatever helps when I can (no matter how great or how little) because it wouldn't do anybody good if I snapped lol. I'm actually on here now because I wrote something to vent and being here helps get my mind off of things. Thank you for the sage advice and reflective review!
5 Years Ago
You're welcome! I feel the same towards writerscafe. I write less "smooth and perfection" and more ".. read moreYou're welcome! I feel the same towards writerscafe. I write less "smooth and perfection" and more "vent, rage, and express without filter" haha. I heard an interesting quote from someone not to long ago, how we are all the protagonists of our own story - and to me, I felt like that is how so many people, perhaps not even realizing it, justify the selfishness of their actions. "It's my life," they'll say and not realize how their actions hurt others. Or they'll worry so much for other people, to be 'selfless' that they forget others can live for themselves too. Too little or too much care. Then there is the most recent comparison I've made, about how the little things stack. A land can have a castle, huge and sturdy, that has been on the land for ageless time. Then there can be a city, populated and plenty with new structures and homes. If say, a natural disaster destroyed that castle, one could easily move and find a new home. If that city was destroyed, there would be so much loss and devastation. A place once seemingly small to the rest of the world, a huge loss now gone. To show that a tower of blocks, when knocked over, makes a greater difference than a single block knocked down. I guess I just think of it to remind myself that despite all the big things and worries and troubles going on, the little things I do to take care of myself will help me out and give me the courage to face it.
5 Years Ago
That's very insightful, and the imagery definitely drives your point home!
This is a balanced & realistic description of how life requires us to get thru the tough parts, but all the while being thankful for blessings. Good job of rhyme & wordplay with sounds. Here's sending a lifeline, hopefully you can feel the peacefulness of my wilderness existence here, to help ease your stress now & then! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
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5 Years Ago
Thank you Margie! A sheet mall does wonders for me now that I've finally tried one, for whenever I w.. read moreThank you Margie! A sheet mall does wonders for me now that I've finally tried one, for whenever I want to feel relaxed and pampered 😂😂
This is an incredible poem! It describes stress intimately. This sounds particularly like Stressed-out. Reaching your limit without a break, hence, needing a lifeline. Something to anchor you, something to rip through the tons of water and violent waves of stress in order to reach the sea floor, what you're working for, to find your destination and take a break before continuing moving forward.
An expressive write. It always amazes me how such few words can describe what takes stories to see for most to experience themselves.
My thoughts for dealing with this level of stress may be a bit unorthodox. I usually just throw myself into my hobbies. When I'm particularly moody, feeling multiple things too fast - too much, I graffiti. When I am thinking too much, I write. When I can't deal with it anymore I sleep like the dead then force myself unto a schedule to make sure I take a break, while still doing what I need to do.. and if people aren't letting you take a break, then take solace where you can. Self-reflect calms me the most, crying oddly enough is a healthy mechanism (and doing it in solitude is refreshing for me), breathing in smoke or candles soothes the aches in my chest... I couldn't really say what will help, only that you should reach out a try something different whenever you have the free time. Music helps a lot too. If you don't want to think, I usually listen to non-lyric music, and it helps me resonate with the tune/tone of the melody. I wish you luck in finding it. And I hope you well.
I definitely have my ways of coping, although they're not alw.. read moreYou are too kind Lavi!
I definitely have my ways of coping, although they're not always the best. I have others that could help me but won't for selfish reasons, so It's extremely hard for me to get an actual break. Like you said, I try to do whatever helps when I can (no matter how great or how little) because it wouldn't do anybody good if I snapped lol. I'm actually on here now because I wrote something to vent and being here helps get my mind off of things. Thank you for the sage advice and reflective review!
5 Years Ago
You're welcome! I feel the same towards writerscafe. I write less "smooth and perfection" and more ".. read moreYou're welcome! I feel the same towards writerscafe. I write less "smooth and perfection" and more "vent, rage, and express without filter" haha. I heard an interesting quote from someone not to long ago, how we are all the protagonists of our own story - and to me, I felt like that is how so many people, perhaps not even realizing it, justify the selfishness of their actions. "It's my life," they'll say and not realize how their actions hurt others. Or they'll worry so much for other people, to be 'selfless' that they forget others can live for themselves too. Too little or too much care. Then there is the most recent comparison I've made, about how the little things stack. A land can have a castle, huge and sturdy, that has been on the land for ageless time. Then there can be a city, populated and plenty with new structures and homes. If say, a natural disaster destroyed that castle, one could easily move and find a new home. If that city was destroyed, there would be so much loss and devastation. A place once seemingly small to the rest of the world, a huge loss now gone. To show that a tower of blocks, when knocked over, makes a greater difference than a single block knocked down. I guess I just think of it to remind myself that despite all the big things and worries and troubles going on, the little things I do to take care of myself will help me out and give me the courage to face it.
5 Years Ago
That's very insightful, and the imagery definitely drives your point home!
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