“Reality is the leading cause of stress for those in touch with it."
~ Jane Wagner
“There cannot be a stressful crisis next week. My schedule is already full."
~ Henry Kissinger
'They' (Whoever they are?) say "stress will kill you." SPS unleashes a maniacal stress Trojan into my neuroinhibitory modem. Norton, aka modern medicine, does not have a fix, just temporary patches, for this destructive worm.
If I were dealing with 'normal' stress like a death, over-seeing homeland security, or "Do these jeans make my butt look fat?"...life would be less complicated, maybe more tolerable. SPS stress has an ADHD antibody doing an overdrive on my emotions and perceptions over a carpet wrinkle, a sense of hurry, or unfamiliar territory...everyday simple compounded with serious reality...overstressed for the occasion of healthy and happy living.
I think I am de-stressing my life, but things keep piling up like a worst case episode on Hoarders, cluttering my senses, thinking, and derailing my quality of life. I let too much 'can-be-eliminated' accumulate, a never-ending stress rehearsal.
Once again, I evaluate me and call in my stress-buster S.W.A.T. team to be a cheering audience as I perform a Gypsy Rose Lee striptease to a parody of Let Me Entertain You.
(Take the stress off - take it all off...)
Let me entertain me
Let me make me smile
Let me do a few tricks
Some old and some new tricks
I'm very versatile
And if I'm real good
I'll make me feel good
I want my spirits to climb...
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