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How To Cope With Stress

I often see people struggling to find something to write about. I have the opposite problem; I have too many ideas and have to separate one from the collective, whittle away the unessentials and find some semblance of direction. I imagine carving away all those things unnecessary in my life – leaving splinters of anger and stress all over the floor. There I am, buried up to my neck, trying to crawl out of my own pile. While thinking, I remembered something that affected my personal life and how it helped me to become a stronger person.

Stress builds up in our lives and we must release it somehow. We hold it in, sometimes for years. Some of us unleash it on the people closest to us by screaming hurtful things at them, trying to balance the hatred and angst we hold within ourselves. Then we read articles about relieving stress. They tell us we need a massage, exercise, psychotherapy, a hot bath in a dark room filled with candles, soothing music and God. All of these things may help, but I see another way.

Before stress even begins, we must learn to let go of thoughts that fester and nurture stress. It has a lot to do with whether we, in some way, decide to be stressed or not. Ultimately, we decide how we feel. If we allow other people and situations to control how we cope, we lose. We fall prey to the intentions of others, not ourselves.

A paramedic friend of mine became so stressed out from his job, that he attempted suicide to kill the inner pain he was suffering. I’ll tell you what happened so you will understand why:

The Man Who Destroyed Himself

A few years ago, a medical emergency was phoned in. He tried to avoid going to the scene because it was his brother who had called. He wanted another paramedic team to handle it because of the stress of dealing with his own family. It’s generally a good idea for EMS workers to not handle their relatives’ emergencies. Unfortunately, no one else was available, so he had to go.

His brother and sister-in-law’s new born baby was choking on a plastic hair clip and couldn’t breathe. He placed the infant on his forearm angled towards the floor, giving gentle but forceful taps to the infant’s back (the standard technique, please don’t attempt this yourself without proper medical training). The baby was blue, fighting for life. He did everything he could, but the baby suffocated and died.

He followed procedure and did everything he could possibly do. He has over 25 years experience and had similar experiences before. His brother and sister-in-law blamed him for the death. Imagine the anguish this man lived through. Eventually, it became unbearable as his family never forgave him. He turned to alcohol and drugs, sinking into the wretched claws of intense depression. He attempted to kill himself with painkillers but survived. He lost his career and his wife left him, siding with his brother. To this day, he has not recovered and has destroyed himself. I haven’t seen him in over a year.

Solutions and Reasons

This is a real world example of self-inflicted stress and depression. Yes, what happened to him was horrific. Yes, his unforgiving family was wrong for blaming him. I don’t want to sound insensitive, but it is his fault for allowing this to destroy him. He wasn’t prepared to cope with such a situation – that is the key. He could recover if he learned how to.

The point is, being prepared with strong life coping skills is something we all need. Perhaps if he had a forgiving and understanding family, none of this would have happened in quite the same way. Envision yourself in the same exact situation; furthermore, imagine how you would handle it.

This post is not about alleviating stress, it’s about preventing it by having strong coping skills. I’m not saying we shouldn’t have heartache, but we cannot allow that heartache to continually linger – thus, destroying our lives. It takes a great understanding of family and relationship dynamics to get through a dark event like this.

Every element in the situation feeds off of one other. We must throw a wrench into the gears to stop this perpetual stress machine. We must allow ourselves to heal and not hold in self blame. We must let go of it and be strong – without feeling guilty. All it would take, is if my paramedic friend to be strong and truly let go – being an example of personal love. If only one person in his family came to the rescue and forgave him could also be the key. Something must change for healing. Keep doing the same thing and you’ll get the same results – a self-perpetuating cycle of gloom.

The answer in nearly all situations is love. We must love ourselves. Be your own best friend and forgive yourself. Be compassionate to yourself and everyone in your life. Sometimes we have to end relationships, but we cannot hold the feelings in – as you can see, it destroys lives and allows no room for living. To me, this has more to do with spiritual growth than in does mental or psychological. Don’t ever be afraid of seeking help. You can find it professionally, from friends, family or a friendly blogger. There are wonderful people everywhere who can help you. If you don’t have anyone to talk to, come to me – I’ll help you in anyway I can.

Remember, don’t feel guilty about not feeling guilty – it doesn’t mean you’re a bad person because you can get over things. To make it through life, you must learn to help yourself and not be afraid to ask for help. Be strong and have a wonderful day!

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Memories of Sweet Sadness

In 2001, I had a job managing a health food/vitamin store which I absolutely loved. There were lots of available women around every corner as it was in a very popular outlet mall. One day, this incredibly charismatic and attractive woman came in. We were both smiling and couldn’t stop looking at each other – my heart was pounding and I became this giggling little kid unable to hide his nervousness.

We talked for around twenty minutes and finally, she said she had to go because she was shopping with her mother and had to meet back up with her. She walked out and I thought, “No…how does this happen to me?”

I wished she would come back and I waited, pacing the floor; staring out the front window…hoping. Finally, I decided to give up and started to straighten up some shelves. Suddenly, she walked back in with her mother; catching me off guard. The three of us had a fantastic conversation – intense but fun questions and answers flying about – it was absolute fun!

Her mother, almost on cue, said goodbye and left her daughter to chat with me a little longer. What a great mom she had! I knew I had to take action right then. I told her, “When you left earlier, I was devastated…even though I just met you. Right now, my heart is beating so fast, I can barely talk…”

Her face became flushed in crimson – I knew mine was too but I somehow asked her, “Would you…”

She cut me off, blurting out, “YES! I will go out with you…hahaha!”

We both exploded in laughter…tears welled up in her eyes and I walked over and asked her if I could hug her before she left – she threw her arms around me and I held her for what seemed like hours. Her mother popped up, gawking through the window at us…leaving us both red faced and intoxicated with infatuation.

We dated for a brief period of time after that. Really, it was quite wonderful and I will never forget her. I was calling her endlessly for weeks but noticed that she never called me. I wondered what would happen if I stopped calling her. Would she call me? Would she forget about me? It was something I really needed to know. I didn’t want to ask her because I felt like actions speak much louder than words.

One day, I stopped calling her. Several days went by and I incessantly thought for sure she would call me back. That was seven years ago…I never heard from her again. What she never knew, was that I fell in love with her the day I met her. It’s a beautifully somber memory to have – though I did get over it – I often wonder what became of her.

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Coping Skills – Dealing With Life For Happiness

This is my entry in Jamilla’s Share Your Happy Moments With Jamy contest. Please visit Jamilla and say hello; she’s a wonderful person with a big heart!

Happiness has long been elusive for me. I have many happy moments to remember but one recent event in particular really stands out for me. It’s about letting go. What I mean is that by letting go of my expectations of others, I have learned about a fantastic new ability. I tend to get perturbed when people don’t understand or accept my point of view. I think many people experience this.

I thought I understood that it was up to me to be at peace with myself, but I really didn’t understand that. As many of you know, I suffer from depression. I tried anti-depressants and they didn’t help. I now talk to a psychiatrist, some of which is in a group therapy setting. This has helped me more than anything I have ever tried.

Talking to these people has been both powerful and profound. There are people from every walk of life – from doctors to store clerks – all there for one common goal. Just a few weeks ago, I would get irate when thinking about president George Bush. Sometimes it would literally make me angry. When I’d talk to people who disagreed with me, it would burn me up if they didn’t see it my way. Thus, I learned that I had to let go of those negative thoughts.

I don’t mean just ignoring my anger. I mean that I truly released myself from the grips of the root; the place where these thoughts were born. In one group therapy session, I argued with another person about these things. I told them, “If the world thought like me, there would be no war and people would never suffer from greed and many other things.”

My therapist laughed at me and said, “That is the absolute silliest thing I have ever heard. You aren’t even happy. You may have wonderful ideas, but the reality is, you cannot make others think the way you do.!”

We talked for several more minutes and it hit me. We all cracked up laughing and I really learned something. It’s one thing to understand a concept and another to actually employ it. Now, when I start discussing something and that knot starts building in my stomach, I just let go and smile.

It’s happened hundreds of times in the past week. I was able to catch myself! I have never been able to do that before – not to that degree of efficiency. I am not really learning anything new, but a new way to cope. That is the keyword: coping.

In order to experience happiness, we must be able to cope with all that life throws at us. I never once considered that I had poor coping skills in so many areas. It’s amazing to realize the truth. I am on the path to inner peace and no amount of money could compare to that feeling of liberation. I still have much more to learn but I feel certain about my progress.

As I wrote this very post, my blog went off line. I smiled and patiently waited for it to come back up. I realized I lost half of what I had written and I laughed – made a calibrated decision and finished up in my desktop editor to prevent the same occurrence. Because I remained calm, I was able to remember exactly what I wrote and simply retyped it. Now that is unbelievable. That my friends, is happiness.

I hope this post helps somebody out there. I must admit, writing this has been a wonderful experience. Thanks Jamy!

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Dealing With Depression

This has been a rough few months for me personally though I fake being happy everyday of my life. You smile at people, exchanging niceties all the while your world is falling apart. You pretend everything is alright even though – deep inside, you know it isn’t.

I’ve been taking a break from blogging because of dealing with depression. I used to share extremely intimate outpourings here and I have made many mistakes of getting way too personal. I’ve read where many people say you should draw a line on just how personal you get here; I definitely agree with that.

I have taken 3 different anti-depressant medications over the past several months and each seemed to work somewhat effectively for a little while but then they seem to make things worse. I have had really bad effects from these drugs, some of them I couldn’t tolerate.

If I feel like I’m going to cry, I can’t. It’s like some strange cerebral shield has overtaken my emotions. It’s like having the instinctual desire to scream in fear but you don’t as to avoid giving up your position, like in a war where enemy soldiers are hunting you down. You want to laugh but something so unfunny is keeping you from it but you don’t know what it is.

The drugs make me feel as if I’m under a powerful control, one that freezes my emotions. One feeling remains during all this, a terrifying sadness that seems to permeate my entire being. Little things that normally wouldn’t register become magnified to the point of absolute insanity – yet I cannot cry, get mad, laugh it off or forget it! It’s a feeling I just cannot deal with.

Depression, in my case, usually comes out of the blue while in the midst of feeling great and is completely unprovoked. After that point, every little thing triggers a worsened condition. I know I probably have a brain chemistry imbalance (which 7 different doctors have agreed upon), but the medications seem to only make it worse.

I have decided to stop these medications and go a natural route like I did for twenty or so years before I received medical help (plus it’s just too expensive). I am armed with much new knowledge than ever before. I believe that I will be successful in dealing with these problems and will take any good advice from anyone who has some.

I apologize for not visiting many people the past several days, but I really needed a break. My weekly “Bobby’s Batch” will be postponed until later next week. Thanks so much to all my friends who are so supportive of me. After 15 days of not taking my meds, I’m finally feeling normal again!

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Blogger Buddies Are Awesome

Thank You

To each and every person who has come by and helped me through this month, Thank you. I really wanted to at least answer every comment on the previous two posts before writing another but I had to.

I have so many people to visit and thank personally, it may take a little while to get it done. Many people who have really helped a lot, are folks I don’t even know! It is unbelievable the amount of love in the blogosphere. I may not have replied to all of you yet but I have been reading all the comments. It has helped so much, I am without words.

Lessons From Experience

Every blog and author is unique and each have their own tempo and personality. This blog gets a ton of comments and many are long and detailed. I love long comments and I love replying to them. I have been increasing the amount of good friends I have for some time. As a result, I was blogging at the same pace as when I only had a dozen or so friends.

When you are dealing with that many people, it is impractical to visit all of them everyday or even every other day for that matter. That is one thing I struggle with. I think if I visit this person, all their visitors will know I was there and so I feel a need to make sure everyone is visited so everyone is getting the same attention.

I will no longer be doing that! I do suffer depression which I have come to realize is not something I can control all the time. I always thought I could and such is the reason I have never tried medications for my condition. I was sure I didn’t need to even consider them. I am trying some and I hope they help.

New Approaches

The way I have always dealt with depression isn’t working. For the last 3 months, I have felt great and positive. Then the depression took hold. It has disappeared just like it arrived, out of the blue. One day I am in a world of despair and the next I’m feeling normal. I am thankful that my readers understand. It’s been a life saver.

I feel fine now and will be pacing myself and not letting my blog become a source of stress. My blog is my retreat from stress, thus it will be much more relaxed. I am taking the wonderful advice of my readers. I will be by to visit you all.

An Idea

I think I need a reader management system. A program that lets me know who I visited and commented on and who I maybe neglecting. Wouldn’t that be a great thing to have? If you have a friend based blog, it is impossible to not let some people become visited less frequently. I like everyone so I really wish there was something that could help manage that.

I am back and will be visiting EVERYONE. All of you are amazing and friendly. I have some 30 new friends too. I can’t wait to get to know you all.

Here’s to you all with a lotta love,

Bobby

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Dying From a Broken Heart

I remember how beautiful it was, when I first began blogging, how eager and innocent my attitude was. I remember how it felt to make new friends and how joyous it all seemed. I was in such a lonely situation, having the love of my life leave me when I was just about to ask her to marry me.

In many ways, blogging saved me. I had new friends that listened to what I had to say. People actually cared that my life had been nearly destroyed. Most of my family is gone an so are most of my friends. I have been burned to a crisp by love and risen from the ashes time and time again.

There must come a point when a person can no longer rise, shouldn’t there? I often wonder why I am still here. There must be a reason, yet in my heart, I feel empty. I feel cold and alone. I feel like I no longer want to be in this life.

When growing up, I thought I would graduate from college, meet the girl of my dreams and live happily ever after. It didn’t work that way for me and for those of you that are lucky enough to have that kind of life, do not ever forget how fortunate you are.

That wondrous feeling I once had for blogging, much like my dreams of love, have wilted like petals from a dying flower. I got all caught up in the technical aspect of blogging and it has completely destroyed my drive to even read a single post. It has become a passionless chore for me to get up and write.

Can someone die from a broken heart? I don’t know, but it must surely be better than living with one. Many of you might not understand how hard it is to wake up everyday alone and know that when you go to sleep, you will go to sleep alone. It’s a feeling that I can no longer bear.

I don’t know if I will be back to ever write another post. I am so depressed and sad right now, I wish I could give you an answer. All I know is that this blog, which once meant so much to me, feels dead. I feel dead.

Some of you who know me well, know I suffer from depression. I have never hidden anything about myself from you. Right now, I am very sick, very scared and very empty. I love my friends very much. I wish I felt normal and happy, but I do not.

I constantly think of deleting this blog and lately when I write, it’s all I think about. I am truly sorry that I am telling you this. I hope I can feel better soon, but it is making me sick just writing this. I hope I feel better one day, but I do not think it will be soon. I just want this feeling to go away.

In the event that I do not return, I want to say, goodbye.

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An hour Shared

I actually wrote this post a few weeks ago and wasn’t going to publish it. I have been very ill the past few days from a kidney infection and my doctor said I could have died from it. Wow, that’s a wakeup call. So I will publish this anyway because you never know when your time has arrived. I will be fine in a week or so they tell me so I apologize for being absent. Please enjoy what I have written as something positive, not negative. It is as it should be, honest and without apology:

I awakened early, just before daylight and I could hear thunder in the distance. Storms always draw from me layers of thought swirling through my consciousness, some compartmentalized while others group themselves as subsets of emotion and complexity. It was 5:30 as I thought of a lost love and not wishing, but reflecting on how we met, our first intimate touch and the bittersweet ending I knew would occur the first time we talked.

I tend to think as reflections of two opposites based primarily from the teachings of Lao Tzu, author of the Tao Te Ching. I tell people that it is the 2nd most published book in history after the bible. Yin and yang; two sides; light-dark and both halves equal one whole. It is the logic of the universe and holds many answers to why things are. One could challenge my views on perception and I would never profess to have all the answers. Just then I thought of the time I was 6 years old envisioning how my 2 year old baby sister clamped her new teeth onto my father’s big toe. He actually cried from the pain. Now I see her grown and a psychologist. She preaches “reality therapy” where feeling bad or sorry for yourself is your own decision. I remember that advice! What? My decision? That was the last time I asked her:) My lost love? I still love her in my own way but would never, given the chance go back, be with her again. I dream of my soul mate, two halves becoming one and my heart yearns for what I’ve yet to find. But I have found. I wonder if I have a past life, as someone evil and heartless and now, I am paying for it. I believe there is another reason, so I rationalize. The first time I saw her I knew. I was engulfed in flames of chi (or ki in Japanese; my vital energy of breath) and knew again what would occur. The unattainable dream of something so perfect, yet impossible. I fell in love at first site. Not just from her beauty or personality, but something altogether different than any hope or dream could imagine. I felt the loss before I ever spoke to her. Many would say I was negative but that’s not it at all.

My sense of what a person feels is much too keen for my heart to withstand. When someone loves or hates, I know. Somehow, often before I meet them or when their not there. Knowing this enables me to hide my feelings, saying just the right words so someone may be spared from my feelings, which I hold in. Two inches below the navel is a humans center of gravity or “Tan Tein”. In yoga it is the center of the universe. I release all my pain into the void through this channel. Maybe strange to some but to think and feel as the masters of ancient arts like yoga or gung-fu must be experienced to comprehended.

I again think of that lost love. She demanded love from me early on but I resisted. She wanted to make love and I didn’t. She was about to move back home which was 200 miles away so I spent the night with her, but we only slept. I was looking for real love. Sex too soon, especially with her being so demanding, I could not. She moved finally but we were on the phone endlessly. Two weeks later I went to see her and love had set in. Like euphoric first time teenagers we fell in. Things were so wonderful and I truly fell in love for her. I can still smell her sweet skin and hear her voice. Our first kiss sitting on the beach. She began shoving cinnamon gum in her mouth and handed me some. We felt it coming and it was like our first kiss. We felt like teenagers experiencing our first taste of passionate embrace.

I bought her a ring, necklace and earrings for Christmas which I selected, spending 8 hours deciding which to give her. It wasn’t a marriage proposal but was a gift of love. I was so happy and proud of what I got her. When I gave it to her she was, seemingly appreciative. The next weekend when I saw her she wouldn’t get up from bed to say hello. Something had changed. She said nothing but I knew she had been with someone else. My whole visit she stayed in the bathroom. Finally I learned she was on the phone and just then, a flower delivery came for her of two dozen roses. I’ll end here as it was a sad, unexpected and truly undeserved ending to the love I gave her. I didn’t deserve that pain. I deserve love and I will find it.

I then think of my soul-mate who I cannot have as circumstances are misaligned. I know there is a lesson but I still wonder how it is possible to be in this position. I don’t feel sad now, but why could not I have been in the right place at the right time? I wasn’t at all looking for someone when I met her. but that changed when I fell in love with her instantly. That has never happened before, and I accept my loss though I never had anything. I didn’t mean to and it came out of nowhere. Falling in love with the one woman I have dreamed of accidentally was not planned. It would be my dream fulfilled if. . .

I will find someone else and she remains my good friend. How the mysteries of life unfold, I will accept only friendship because we have learned so much about ourselves through it and no bitterness remains. Happiness has found a home, miraculously in my mind. So absurd I know, but poetic and meaningful. Something good is going to happen for me. I feel it coming and as before it’s not a guess; it just is. I don’t know what is going to happen or if I will meet someone new. After all I’ve been through, I’m in no hurry to find out but I will when it happens. These are my exact thoughts, written as best as I can describe on this day. It is now 6:30 AM, I am ready for what my life will bring. I fear nothing and walk into my future with my head held high knowing, I have made the right choices. The past two weeks have changed my life. I feel like a new person, thanks to a special someone who turned out to be good :smile:

I had to release this because if not, it would forever hang in my heart:)

Rolando has a post on love, and it’s great related content! Love Hurts

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How To Find Your Blogging Voice

I recently wrote a post Jobs and Careers: My Journey to Happiness which prompted a friend Jonathan Phillips to write a most excellent post, and now I feel compelled to write a post inspired by it!

We’re talking about finding your own voice, finding a way to make what you do your own and simply adding personality to your work. How does one go about doing this? How can you make what you do your own? What is your own voice? I’m going to recommend some things you might not have thought about in your quest for blogging originality. There are a lot of people who, even armed with this knowledge, still have no idea where to begin in finding their own voice. Some of these ideas have nothing to do with blogging , writing or making money. However, in them you can find the essence of what I’m trying to get at and hopefully will be able to apply it to blogging.

  • Learn to play a musical instrument. I recommend this idea over all others because music encompasses so much in the way of imagination and self reliance. It really doesn’t matter what instrument or what kind of music you like, just learning how to play can help you in endless ways. Singing also counts as playing an instrument though I do recommend highly that you learn how to read music. Once you get a little skill under your belt, go play with other musicians or learn to record. Most important of all, find a teacher that teaches a progressive system. You can learn classical guitar, but you don’t want a teacher that only teaches what is written in a music book. Learn to play blues, rock, jazz or anything that forces you to learn to improvise music. You want the ability to just play whatever comes to mind on the spot, much like speaking in conversation. If you are having trouble finding originality, music will help you get there and that is a fact.
  • Learn a martial art or yoga. This also can help you find your own voice. I know it may sound crazy to some people, but it can surely help you. If you do study a martial art, apply the same principle as before. Find a progressive teacher who is not bound by rigid tradition but who helps students find what works for them. You want to make sure they actually fight in class also. Some schools only point fight and this will never help you understand self reliance. A few arts I’ll mention that would be good candidates are: Jeet Kune Do, free style jujitsu, Aikido, Hap Ki Do and even western boxing or wrestling. these aren’t the only arts as any art can be the right choice if you have the right teacher.
  • Learn to paint, draw, or write poetry. As you can see, everything I’m recommending is an art of some sort. That’s my point. Blogging is an art. If you don’t see blogging as an art, then maybe it’s time to learn a lot more about art and apply it it to your blog!

Jonathan said in his post,
“If everybody knew how to write killer blog posts, catchy headlines, and stuff that gets massive traffic and links everytime it’s published. The blogosphere would be boring. A little creativity never hurt anyone. ;) In fact, innovative and creative ideas are more likely to skyrocket your traffic, than the usual stuff. I believe the key is to learn everything you can, then forget about it, and try going a different route.”

Hey, these are words of wisdom. I especially like the last line. If you approach your blog artistically as well as scientifically this will become the norm. Once you have an idea under your belt, run with it and eventually it will become something ingrained in your psyche. After that you forget it and move on; that knowledge and intuitive perception you have gained will continue to serve you for as long as you blog.

Please don’t just read, leave a comment. I will respond to whatever you have to say. I will also come to your blog and leave comments. To me, comments make the blog world go ’round:)

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