Something that stresses you out….
Well, well, well….here we go….something that stresses me out….
If you could win an Oscar for worrying, I would not only be a contender, I would win it. However, I’d probably hide in the closet so no one could see it…that’s not exactly an award you’re proud of, huh?
I’d like to say that I have passion about certain things (so it’s why I act the way I do about certain issues), but in fact, it’s stress. I just like to mask it and say that it’s really passion just taking over my life.
I stress over pleasing people.
I stress over doing the right thing (hence pleasing people).
I stress over Paul pleasing people.
I stress over Paul doing the right thing (hence pleasing people).
I stress when I don’t have control of a situation.
I stress when I don’t understand something (that’s relatively elementary).
I pretty much embody the word stress.