This week perished in the same way it began: s t r e s s f u l . Balancing out summative assessments, the personal project exhibition, thinking about course options next year, and projects was a hard task to complete. I would be lying if I said i slept full hours these past seven days.
All of these events crumbled up into one seemingly e n d l e s s week troubled me intensely, which got me to think, why did I feel this way?
According to Medical News Today: "We generally use the word "stress" when we feel that everything seems to have become too much - we are overloaded and wonder whether we really can cope with the pressures placed upon us." What this basically means is that we stress when we worry, however to worry we must care.
I think of it as a Y i n - Y a n g . Where the good and the bad live closely together, and they simultaneously form part of one another. In this case, particularly, I find stress being the b a d inside the g o o d . Indeed, it is not a great feeling, and its unpleasant sensation causes irritation to many, however stressing means deep concern.
I used to be the typical careless student, who's biggest stress was finding an outfit to wear on the weekend, however with the start of this new school year I have found motivation, and gained interest towards my academic life, which is the origin of this whole blog post in the first place.
So if you think about it, in small dosages, stress is actually a good thing. It shows interest, it takes away the monotony of everyday life, and indeed makes the relaxing days more enjoyable.
“The earth has music for those who listen.”