There is still plenty that one could argue should be stressing me out. I still have more responsibilities than I care to shoulder. I even still feel pulled in about a million directions trying to please everyone but myself. BUT, I am learning how to let it go.
What the fuck does she mean by that? (That's what you're thinking right?) My super power is reading minds.
Letting go means a whole bunch of things, really. None of which includes forgetting what's important. I don't stop stressing out about the really important things, I certainly don't stop shouldering my responsibilities, and I most definitely don't do all that I can for the people I love and care about. The truth is, I have just stopped worrying if I can't do it all.
Yeah yeah, stressing and worrying, same fucking thing. (That's what you're thinking right?) See? I read minds.
But to be clear: stressing is part of my genetic make up (thanks Mom), so I can't change the fact that the usual suspects (ie: bills, health, chores etc) aren't causing me to drink
I won't over analyze, I am just happy to be in a good place.