I'm not gonna lie. I've been enduring a lot of stress the last few weeks. It has been a mix of work, Simon (his after-school behavior has been challenging) and some short-term health issues with Diana. Any of these individually I could probably roll with, but aggregated they have aggravated me.
I haven't felt this way in probably a few years. Even the process of moving the last time did not particularly stress me out. If there's a silver lining, it's that I don't usually get emotionally involved in things I don't care about, so to get that connected with work, wife and child, is an indication that I'm in the right spot. It's true that if you don't feel, life is not nearly as rich.
I was chatting the other day with a friend about therapy, and it occurs to me that I haven't seen a therapist in almost a decade. And mind you, that's probably good, because it means I've been effectively managing stress. For as much as I loathe engaging in physical health issues when they arise, mental health is something I'm not shy about addressing. I wonder if I need to revisit that or if the stress is just something that will diminish soon.
Regardless, take care of your heart and your mind, folks. It's important.