Have you noticed how we consider perfectly normal to be crazily busy continuously, without even having time to take a break just to share a calm and relaxed moment with our loved ones?
Our desire to accomplish things, to grow, to move forward with our projects, succeed and end up winning, have become common ground for all of us, even in our day to day conversations.
It’s so much this way that we’ve become fully used to living stressed out, overwhelmed, hyper accelerated, as if all this were a normal part of our lives, and required to succeed. Stress and all emotional burdens associated with it, such as depression, anxiety and stuff like that, have become some sort of a by-product of our technologically advanced era.
And it shouldn’t be this way. As I always do, I’m going to share with you the following story so that you get to understand me better.
We consider stress such a normal thing that we no longer give it the importance it truly deserves.
Did you know stress is worldwide known as the "silent killer"? And if you didn’t know, you better get acquainted with. Many are the studies that have been done around the world demonstrating stress is directly associated with a bunch of ailments and illnesses, so many that only listing them will make you sick.
I have had my own personal encounters with stress, and one in particular sent me directly to the hospital a couple of years ago, not being sure if I was having a heart attack or not.
By not considering how strongly stress can impact our lives, we have all become more vulnerable to its attacks.
And the same thing goes for many other situations and habits such as drinking alcohol, taking drugs and smoking, just to name a few. We are already so accustomed to considering it so normal, so belonging to our everyday, that we are no longer capable of assessing their actual and true meaning.
And going a bit further, you will always find the person who gets upset with you when recommending them to quit their habits, that they’re hurting themselves; or the one who tells you smoking weed occasionally will not do any damage to you at all.
It also goes with emotional burdens regularly associated with stress: we see it so normal feeling depressed when things go wrong, feeling sad, depleted, exhausted, that we don’t even come to think that all these situations come at a high price tag to our bodies and minds.
When the damage is done, there is no turning back.
The really horrible thing is that all these “stress-related” complications go unnoticed until they have reached the point of "no return", meaning the point at which enough damage have been done to either our body or our head, that we won’t be able to fully recover.
And if we do recover, we must pay the price tag and accept all the consequences.
A broken vessel will always be a broken vessel, no matter how perfectly you could fix it.
Have you ever broken a vessel? Well then you have already proved that regardless of the effort and love you put into gathering all the broken pieces, put them back together, little can be done to cover the scars.
For people living stressful situations or who may be going through deep depressions, even if they haven’t realized it, the biggest problem is the people surrounding them will never get to know when their vessel begins to weaken, only when the damage is already visible, and they are completely broken, with pieces scattered all over the floor.
Where is this story coming from and where do I want to go with it? As always, my intention with this post is to add something positive to your life, your business and your soul.
For the father of a dear friend of mine, sorrows and frustrations had been piling up in his life, some of them personal, some others were professional and economic. However, for all of us around him, his friends, it was never apparent those situations were making a dent on his personality or even weakening him, or at least for all of us his mood changes were all the "normal-thing-to-happen" to a person going through situations like the ones he had to cope with.
Sorry life, but I couldn’t find the emergency exit.
When did he made the decision to do it? Why he didn’t ask for help? What happened to all of us that no one could even see this coming?
And deep within the great sadness I feel for my friend and his family, who are almost like my own family, I need to find the lesson that life has for us all buried deep inside this incidence.
I think we should all start by relocating stress and depression to the place they do belong, and never stop giving them the importance they have so righteously earned, just in case we get to lose control of them.
It's okay to live with tolerable levels of stress because it forces us to stay alert and make prompt decisions at critical moments. However, we should never let stress take control of our lives and prevent us from finding the solution to all problems and challenges life might bring us.
If we get to feel overwhelmed, stressed out, agitated, let’s do things to make ourselves feel better: Let's go get some exercise (which is always good), or talk with a friend about what is happening to us and ask them to give us a hand. If all else fails, we always have the opportunity to seek professional advice.
But, above all things, never keep ourselves from looking for help, to let someone approach us with a helping hand, no matter how selfish and arrogant we might be. Because you will never notice when stress or depression are taking control of your lives and pushing you to make the wrong decisions.
May God have you in His Glory, dear friend, and allow you to find in His lap the rest and peace you needed so badly throughout your life along with giving your family the strength to overcome the pain and sadness your departure as brought.