Unwinding from Stress

Bar the Bull

Bar the Bull

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I have had a very stressful day today, where my professional integrity has been questioned, work has piled up and a few other things have happened to make me sad.

What should I do to relax? My wife is out, so a ride is out of the question.
 
What line of work are you in if you don't mind me asking?

My way of coping with any kind of stress is a good cry and more cigarettes unfortunately. That and a good blast of incredibly loud music.
 
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Drink a bottle of wine. Or vodka. Or a dozen bottles of beer, whatever floats yer boat. You'll destress until morning when you wake with bit of a niggly headache. If you get the painkillers in early enough you might escape it.
 
In all honesty sometimes a good cry does help but maybe more for women. I find the only time I ever switch off from day to day stuff, whether it's work or something else bothering me is horse riding. Lots of people say running or jogging helps them clear their mind but although I enjoy it I don't find it helps me to stop stressing/thinking. One of my male friends recommends yoga but I haven't tried it myself. That probably hasn't helped much but I hope you have a better day tomorrow. Crappy days at work are horrible, try not to stress about it too much.
 
I only cry when I chop onions or a finger.

The problem with lots of booze and me is that it puts me asleep for 5 hours, and then I wake up stressed out at 4am, which isn't a nice place to be.

I haven't been able to run recently due to injury. A jog or getting up on the wife usually helps but neither are possible.

There is a Yoga for Pregnant Women DVD. I am not sure if I could watch that. I think I will finish the book I am reading.
 
Actually do you know what really helps - and I'm not being judgemental here - think about how it could be worse. Whatever it is, it could be worse. I've got an injured horse, but after the initial blow realised I still had her, she hadn't been shot. I've been told today I need a third operation on the hip I'm constantly in pain from - but I've not been told I've got a brain tumour, or MS, or breast cancer, like some of my friends. I'm not happy and healthy and living in Japan until 10 days ago. Not meaning to sound po-faced but it does help you put things in perspective when things seem shite.
 
Watch the repeat of The Killing on BBC4 at 11.15 tonight. The most painful, hypnotic series I've ever seen. I've had a real rollercoaster of emotional happenings in life recently, and all I've really looked forward to has been this series, even though it has left me feeling numb afterwards [numb being a good way to feel imo]. Everyone I know seems to be stressed to the limit these days.
 
Being female, I do admit to the occasional real selfpity party and have a good howl but in the main I'm in agreement with SL here - after the howl or after having a good moan to myself plus sometimes (often?!) boring my friends on the phone about the crap, I just give myself a lecture on how much worse it could all be ! It usually works...

Have lost three good calves since the beginning of the year, two out of our best cows and that has really hurt but we still have the cows, there's always next year, we're not under TB restriction, like so may round here, the herd's just tested clear for three of the big diseases we all fear - BVD, IBT, Johnnes, so hey - not so bad really....

Bar - dealing as we do with the US day in, day out, I feel for you...:thumbsdown:
 
tried most things over the years and gave up nearly all because of the down side.You've got kids asleep, look in on them, then with a glass of your favourite drink sit down and think how proud you are of them and what you have done for them.
Life then looks good because they and the missus is what it is really all about.
 
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I usually swear very loudly and very, very filthily - as many disgusting epithets as I can string together, and batter something that I know won't break and isn't alive. However, having been at the end of what's a very long rope of patience, I lost it with Mommie Dearest one day, hurled a big packet of frozen pet food dramatically across the room, only for it to crash into a tray of kitty litter and spray bits everywhere. Hard to maintain piss 'n' fury when the next thing needed is a dustpan and brush...

Bar, whoever impugned your professional integrity: make a little drawing of them and stab them all over with your pen. It won't kill them by voodoo, but you can pretend it will. If anyone finds my address book, they'll find C-U-*-T written in huge letters across the name of the bastard who's just dicked me around twice on the sale of my flat, wasting weeks of time and money. At 66, you'd think I'd be more dignified, but no chance of that!
 
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