I found myself asking this question very recently. If you’re a regular reader of this blog then you will know that a few weeks ago I was getting myself all worked up in a tiz about going away with my three year old. The day came and I was still worked up. Stressing myself to the hilt. Nothing anyone said made a difference. Nothing I told myself made a difference. My brain wouldn’t relax about it so neither could I. I just had to deal with it.
I knew I was being silly because I was stressing myself out really about something I couldn’t control. Yes I could be prepared and yes I could do as much as I could do to make sure everything went smoothly but at the end of the day that is all I could do. What will be will be. I couldn’t predict the outcome. So why stress about it?
It’s not just that occasion. I find myself getting stressed about lots of different things. Phoning the doctors. Going out somewhere I’m unsure of. Buying presents for people when I don’t know what to get. Getting stressed with other people and situations I’m not happy with. Winding myself up with the frustration of it all. Even though when these things happen, I do everything I can for the best possible outcome it seems that in my little brain, that is just not good enough. Something in there won’t let it go and keeps on niggling at me, working me up and stressing me out. Even though there is nothing else I can do to change the outcome of the situation, I still stress.
Is it the lack of control? Is it that I feel I haven’t done enough (even though I have?!) Is it that I have an issue with anxiety and don’t know it? (The thought has crossed my mind but because I don’t have panic attacks I just put it down to being a stress head!) I don’t know the answer but I have learned one thing over the last few weeks, and that I need to chill the fudge out.
I’m sure I’m not alone with this and I do think that it has increased ten fold since becoming a Mum. Perhaps it was the influx of hormones and new found emotions within me. But why do we do it? Why do we stress so much over the little things?
I’ve spent far too much time worrying and stressing about things that aren’t worth my time and energy (or fine lines for that matter). Because when all is said and done, does it really matter? What will be will be and as long as I’ve done the best I can do, then I can do no more. This is what I have to keep telling myself.
Please do feel free to remind me of this next time you see me tweeting about something I’m stressed about, feel free to give me a kick up the backside!
Thanks as always for reading.
What do you stress about and how do you take back the control? Tell me your secrets.
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