I’m stressed and I’m trying to blog it away.
There’s so many things I need to do, my brain is going on overdrive. Good thing my handy to do list can still keep me sane.
I’d like to think this is still the good kind of stress since I’m still productive. Every time I cross something off my list, I feel a little bit better. So yes, some kind of stress is good.
Besides, there’s just a teeny tiny red spot threatening to breakout on my forehead, which normally happens when I work too much and too late. A dab of salicylic always does the trick.
The state of my skin is always a good way to gauge my stress levels. In my previous job some years ago, I had major breakouts. I tried all sorts of acne treatment products to make them go away.
I didn’t realize, it was the stress that was making me ugly. And unless I stopped the source of the stress, the breakouts won’t stop too.
Eventually, I resigned from that job and my skin cleared just weeks after. It may sound weird, but anytime a job is making me break out, that’s one of the signs I must resign.
I’m happy my skin is cooperating with me so this means I’m still on the right track. I’ll continue trucking along with a Dory like voice resounding in my head: “Just keep working. Just keep working. Just keep working… working… working.”
