It's been a rough month, October. A bunch of things have happened to me and my family, none with horrific lasting harm but stressors nonetheless. To list a few my daughter had a car accident that bruised her, my son works in a congressional office that received a threat that didn't lead to harm, my wife (who works in a hospital) lost a long-term patient, and my car's engine had a serious defect that thankfully I have gotten confirmation will be covered by the warranty. There's more but it's been that level of stressors.
I am obsessively self-observant; hey, I write a blog. My body reacts to stress. I don't sleep as well, which given my apnea means I sleep horribly. I take my tension in my back, two specific spots in my lower and upper back. I have trouble focusing on complicated issues and obsessively run through checklists of things I need to do because of these stressors, not wanting anything to fall through the cracks.
One of the hard lessons I've learned over the years is to lower my own standards to not compound the stress with self-criticism. I make errors but if I catch the errors and repair them then I can't self-flagellate too much. If I don't say the right words to loved ones when I need to there is still time to say the right words later, with a layer of apology for the lapse.
I go through the motions to avoid making things worse. I find what I am capable of doing and take my satisfaction from it even if I want to do more. I've made some peace with being human after many years of pretending to myself (and occasionally to others) to be more.
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