A stress switch. That’s what I need. To turn on and off. To
control the stress. Which inevitably comes. Because that’s the nature of life. One
can’t avoid some degree of stress. The challenge is to manage it. Well. I do.
And I don’t. Oh, if only I had that wonderful switch. So that I could turn it
off. Time to regain my composure. To find a way to cope. Unfortunately, I’m too
stupid. Too often allowing stress to eat me up. Even when I don’t consciously
know it. Yes, I’m guilty. Of letting things get out of hand. When they could have been nipped in the bud.
If I had pulled the stress switch. Early on. But I’m learning. Slowly. But
surely. --Jim Broede
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