Declutter - Stress

Stress is something everyone goes through rather of their age, gender and race. Stress is an experience through a perceived threat to one’s own mental, physical and social wellbeing. When people think of stress they think that it’s a bad thing which isn’t true. Stress is a natural phenomenon, at times stress can feel like taking over your full body, resulting mentally, physically and emotionally hurt but what we can do is to learn how to manage stress to have a healthier and happier life.

A major source of my stress is financial issues. Fortunately, my parents are able to provide me with my necessary needs like food, education, home, clothes and money. At the point where I need to be dependent on my own rather my parents which itself causes me lot of stress.

Another source of my stress is seeing my parents hurt whether it is physically, mentally or emotionally. My parents work so hard to raise me which inspires me and seeing them hurt is stressing me out where I’m unable to do anything. Some of my internal affairs are being insecure or feeling worried, the factors are being confused with what I’m doing in my life.

We’re also faced with many difficulties, decisions, demands and frustrations. For most people stress has become a common everyday feeling and a way of life. “You need to able to manage stress because hard times will come, and a positive outlook is what gets you through”, stated by Marie Osmond.

I needed to determine what caused my stress and what my initial reactions to certain stresses were to understand how to control my stress. It is pretty hard. I responded in most of the situations with negative physical, mental and emotional responses. I had to learn how to counteract my stress in order to prioritise my focus activities. This is still true today. I learn everyday but often I fail to act.

Whatever the situation is, go easy on you, be loved to yourself and keep it in mind. You’re not alone, You’re loved and there is not a single ounce of shame you should feel for seeking a helping hand or perhaps a mind.

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