Lose Your Stress ‘Write’ Away!

There are days and times in life when you feel you can’t go on.

Times you think that nothing you do can make life better.

I have been through periods  like that several times in my years, and look at me. I’m still here. I didn’t give up. It didn’t kill me. It made me stronger.

Some problems are just there, and there isn’t much we can do. It may be the way a person behaves or how a situation is affecting you. These reasons are often beyond our control.

One of the things that I found really helped me was to write.

I’m not talking about creative writing. That is one of my passions, yes, and it can really calm me, but it doesn’t take the stress or problem away.

So, how can you address them?

Write a letter.

But it doesn’t have to go anywhere.

When I was at university, there where huge issues within my family. I was helpless, but watching folk raising Hell, and others close to me crumbling under the pressure. Not just them, it was affecting me too.

So I wrote a letter. A long letter. I poured all my feelings out onto paper. All my hurt, all my confusion came gushing out. Things I didn’t want to burden my parents with, as they were already stressed enough. Words I wanted to use but would never be able to really say to the person this letter was directed at.

And then I put it in an envelope, sealed it and filed it away.

Did it make the problems go away?

No.

But it really helped me cope. I felt unburdened by the stress and worry that had been eating away at me. I knew it was still there, but the fact I had rid myself of it once, meant I was better able to cope with the reality as it progressed.

And the other day I did the same. This time my fingers danced over the keyboard, as my worries about a certain situation I am currently in now, appeared on the screen in front of me.

This time, I was determined to deliver this ‘letter’ to the person it was directed at though. In fact that was my original intention. I even printed it out.

But I remembered the cathartic effect of writing away your problems and as I wrote, the situation that was feeling overly stressful, started to seem not so bad.

It’s still sat in my bag actually.

I may still, if I’m brave enough, decide to try and broach the subjects that came up within the letter with the person involved. This time it’s not about a behaviour, but a situation, where I see solutions glaring me in the face, and yet those in charge are not seeing them.

But then again, I might not.

Because I may rock the boat a little too much. Still, at least I feel like I’ve got my ‘rant’ out of my system now!

So, if you feel stressed or unhappy about anything, try writing a letter to get it out of your system. You don’t have to send it anywhere, it is purely for you and your well being.

Honestly, it helps!

Glade – #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt this week:

Glade

Like curtains parting
Revealing an emerald dawn
The forest beckons

Ritu 2017

untitled

Flash Fiction Rodeo Contest #1

Have you entered?

I have!!! Prizes and everything too!!!

 

Source: Flash Fiction Rodeo Contest #1

Tidbit Tuesday – Bikini Beards – And A Tribute… #ThrowbackThursday

This is a bit of a sad introduction to my  Tidbit post today. My Leibster Meister, Rib Rob of The V-Pub Blog, who introduced me to the Tidbit Tuesday posts has decided to wave goodbye to the blogging community here. It saddens me.., I know not his reasons, was it something someone on here said? Or personal reasons? Either way, I respect his decision, but will miss his presence in my blogily greatly. This silly Tidbit is for you Rob!

I don’t know if I’ll have it in me every Tuesday, now I know you aren’t going to be participating, but if I do, I’ll remember you every time…😘

So, here goes!

wpid-img_590627399829431.jpeg

(Advanced warning, its not too graphic, but a bit detailed in areas!)

Now, I have had this lovely infographic holed up in my media file for a while, not knowing when to share it… and then I thought Tidbit Tuesday! What a perfect time to give it an outing!

It’s a pretty accurate representation of what seems to be happening to that little land in ladies undies, and and the facial h-area of the male of the species!

Where we are becoming less groomed and more bald, and vajazzling also… he is preening and shaping, oiling and brushing!

I have to say I have never kept with trends, I stick to the simple groomed look, neither too much nor too little.  I had an experiment with ‘barely there’ but it was far too time consuming, keeping the look… (I understand men’s problems with the 5 o’clock shadow now!) Oh and then, I was far to shy to have it waxed by someone else, so I shaved… and HECK was it itchy!

I remember someone telling me her experience of getting a Brazilian, before her wedding… it was a treat for her new Mr to be… and she felt almost degraded, having to lay in awkward positions so they could get everywhere! Then when she visited the loo for the first time after, instead of having something there to channel pee downwards, she ‘sprayed’ the whole of the inside of the bowl, and felt like she was 9 again! Pleasant!

And we have the men, lots of faces obscured by great big bushy beards! It’s funny but it seems that because the beard is in, young Sikh lads are suddenly not ashamed to keep their facial hair, and even turbans, because the look is cool!

Incidentally, if you liked this, you might enjoy my lovely education on vagina facials!…. My mum tends to read most of my posts, and she is most proud of me, but she said she wasn’t sure this was particularly becoming… I said this was where our age and generation gap showed… to me, and my readers, it was hilarious!!!!!!

Have a titillating Tuesday!

#WRITESPIRATION #135 52 WEEKS IN 52 WORDS WEEK 40 – Keep Out! @sacha_black

Saha’s #Writespiration Prompt this week…

Your challenge is to write your story using the weekly theme/prompt and write it in just 52 words…. EXACTLY, no more, no less.

writespiration-2017

Write about the day you ignored the ‘KEEP OUT’ sign.

The putrid smell emanating from beneath the door compelled me to push it open.
I stepped into a dark room, avoided mould filled vessels and mountains of fabric piled haphazardly to open the curtains…
I wish I hadn’t.
That’ll teach me to ignore signs on the door of my teenage son’s bedroom!

Previous Older Entries Next Newer Entries

My interactive peeps!

  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar