Sometimes, especially when school is involved, I get extremely stressed out. Sometimes I get nauseous, and other times I am crawling underneath a desk bawling my eyes out. In both cases, I tell myself that there is no reason to get so stressed, that I am doing fine, that everything is going to be okay, but it doesn't help. Usually my mental pep talks exacerbate the problem, as I begin to berate myself for being so weak!
Thankfully, I am blessed with an incredibly family, a stalwart best friend, and a wonderful dear sir. Unfortunately, my dear sir cannot always be there, nor can my best friend, but they offer wonderful words of comfort and love that help me infinitely more than my own can. And then, of course, there is my family. Since I live with my family, they are there not only to offer words, but to give hugs.
Hugs are magical. I am a firm believer in the power of hugs. Some of the worst days I have ever had were those without hugs. There have been numerous times when I have forced myself to not feel sad, to push it away and hid it deep within; however, whenever I do that, my mother inevitably gives me a hug, and it immediately rises to the surface and gets cleaned way. I don't mind that I'm not very good at hiding my feelings from others. I think it's a healthier way to live.
Anyway, there's a little something about me: I'm a physical person. I feel and express emotion best through physical contact. So if you ever meet me and start to tell me all the troubles in your life, don't get freaked out when I squeeze your arm or give you a hug. I'm just letting you know that I care.
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