Head-On? Stress-Off.

Stress. It gets the best of us; it gets the worst of us. There's no saying what we'll do when we're stressed. It would seem logical to take what is stressing us out and deal with it in hopes that after it fades away, the stress will follow - trailing slowly along. And yet, I find that stress does not always allow for such simple answers.

I would hope that if a pesky little Spanish assignment were bugging me, causing me to toss and turn in my bed during the wee hours of the night, the solution would be to get out of bed (as easy as it sounds, this is actually quite difficult), turn on the light, finish the assignment, and go back to bed - this time inviting the somber feeling of sleep to rush over me. But we, as silly little humans, don't do this. Instead, we will spend the entire night in a restless state until the sun has risen, the squirrels come out, and the bags under our eyes appear.

Why is that we put ourselves through such torture? I recently pointed out to a friend that doing something that, in the end, will just cause more stress in attempt at solving the initial stress is just creating a ridiculous (and unbreakable, at that) cycle of chronic stress. Chronic stress. Ha. There's a phrase that only an American would use.

So, here's my idea for the day (and I promise it's a bright one) - when you're stressed, and you're awfully low (the world doesn't have to be cold), DEAL with what is causing you to stress. Don't get on Facebook and waste an hour by checking every friend's new status. Don't create a Twitter because, hey, you never tried it out. And don't waste your time worrying about it aimlessly. Stress may not have killed the cat, but it certainly killed efficiency.