3 Stress Relievers For The Outstanding Achiever

3 Stress Relievers For The Outstanding Achiever

I bet not doing work right now is stressing you out.

As a person who gets stressed really easily, I always try to find ways to find some release. Sometimes, I just end up stressing myself even more. Throughout the years, I've come to realize stress is part of my daily life. I have gray hairs already. No matter what I try to do, I always end up even more stressed out. Even after I have done all of my homework.

Kim Kardashian's crying is how I feel on the inside every time, even while you read this, dear reader.

However, sometimes it is hard to find some peace. Probably, when you feel like you're relaxed, you just get this burst of anxiety that makes you feel like you should be doing something but you don't know what. This, ironically, leads to more stress. And maybe, like me, you do nothing about it and get more stressed.

Yet, you still smile at yourself for how lazy you can be most of the time.

The world is a stress machine, and its stress-fumes are tangible in the polluted air. Honestly, sometimes I just wish I was dead. Death isn't the answer to everything, though. But, being the nice person I am, I decided to tell you some of my not-so-functional secrets.

1. Color

This is a picture from the adult coloring book that I was given for my birthday. Honestly, this thing is like a blessing from God himself.

Also, going to this book when I have the smallest of free time to color is the best thing ever. It is so relaxing, but at times it can get annoying. Why, you wonder? Well, it gets annoying because coloring that shit takes a long ass time. I still haven't finished the first drawing. Nevertheless, whenever I get to it, I feel like a little kid with no worries in the world.

2. Shake your ass

To be honest, lately, most of my mental breakdowns end up with me dancing and crying at the same time. But after dancing and crying, I end up feeling a little bit more...refreshed.

I'm not saying to dance while having a mental breakdown. What I mean is, get out of your chair, stand in front of a mirror and dance to whatever it is you're listening. Dance like nobody cute is looking at you for a cool five minutes. In the end, you'll feel so much better.

Most of the time, I play Britney Spears and try to literally shake my ass to her. It works, but then I cringe at myself and decide that I should work instead.

3. Shleep

Sleeping for 14 hours is so refreshing. But have you ever had a power nap? Now those are the best, and they also help you clear your mind. Sometimes, I just close my eyes and, twenty minutes later, I open them and feel twenty years younger. (News flash, I'm nineteen.)

A part of me feels energetic, ready to take on the world and turn my homework to dust. And it helps. A power nap could range from fifteen to forty minutes. If I go beyond the forty-minute mark, I ain't waking up for another three or six hours. That's the only problem about power naps, sometimes you just don't want to wake up and you give in.

Following this three tips doesn't guarantee a stress-free life, it just helps you go around with it. That's what it does with me, or so I like to think. Sometimes, I'm good at fooling myself.

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Everything You Will Miss If You Commit Suicide

The world needs you.

You won't see the sunrise or have your favorite breakfast in the morning.

Instead, your family will mourn the sunrise because it means another day without you.

You will never stay up late talking to your friends or have a bonfire on a summer night.

You won't laugh until you cry again, or dance around and be silly.

You won't go on another adventure. You won't drive around under the moonlight and stars.

They'll miss you. They'll cry.

You won't fight with your siblings only to make up minutes later and laugh about it.

You won't get to interrogate your sister's fiancé when the time comes.

You won't be there to wipe away your mother's tears when she finds out that you're gone.

You won't be able to hug the ones that love you while they're waiting to wake up from the nightmare that had become their reality.

You won't be at your grandparents funeral, speaking about the good things they did in their life.

Instead, they will be at yours.

You won't find your purpose in life, the love of your life, get married or raise a family.

You won't celebrate another Christmas, Easter or birthday.

You won't turn another year older.

You will never see the places you've always dreamed of seeing.

You will not allow yourself the opportunity to get help.

This will be the last sunset you see.

You'll never see the sky change from a bright blue to purples, pinks, oranges, and yellows meshing together over the landscape again.

If the light has left your eyes and all you see is the darkness, know that it can get better. Let yourself get better.

This is what you will miss if you leave the world today.

This is who will care about you when you are gone.

You can change lives. But I hope it's not at the expense of yours.

We care. People care.

Don't let today be the end.

You don't have to live forever sad. You can be happy. It's not wrong to ask for help.

Thank you for staying. Thank you for fighting.

Suicide is a real problem that no one wants to talk about. I'm sure you're no different. But we need to talk about it. There is no difference between being suicidal and committing suicide. If someone tells you they want to kill themselves, do not think they won't do it. Do not just tell them, “Oh you'll be fine." Because when they aren't, you will wonder what you could have done to help. Sit with them however long you need to and tell them it will get better. Talk to them about their problems and tell them there is help. Be the help. Get them assistance. Remind them of all the things they will miss in life.

If you or someone you know is experiencing suicidal thoughts, call the National Suicide Prevention Hotline — 1-800-273-8255

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For Ollie

I don't think Ollie could ever understand just how much he has given my family. But I know he will be up in heaven blissfully chasing tennis balls, swimming in murky water, and saying hi to everyone in sight.


There is going to be a hole in our family that will never be filled. There is going to be silence where your paws once padded around the kitchen. There is going to be a sad feeling in my chest when I don't come home to your wagging tail and smiling face.

This week, my family had to say goodbye to our 9-year-old black labrador, Ollie. Ollie was diagnosed with cancer at Christmas and a few months ago we found out it had metastasized. We have been doing everything we can to keep him comfortable and his quality of life high. But we decided, to keep him out of pain, to have him put to sleep.

Mary Frances Bellman

Ollie is like a brother to my sister and I. He is happy all the time, a great listener, and the world's biggest lover of tennis balls. He is mischievous and full of personality while simultaneously being the most well-behaved dog out there. Ollie says hi to everyone and anyone at the park, no matter who they are, and he absolutely loves a movie night with his girls. Every time we go to Virginia Beach, Ollie becomes a puppy all over again, rolling around in the sand and jumping over the waves. He'll even chase a crab or two. Ollie has made friends with all of our friends and in the process, he has touched the lives of so many people.

We picked up Ollie from The Wall's house in Wimbledon, England when he was just seven weeks old. He whimpered all five minutes it took to drive a few blocks home. When we got him out of the crate, Dad picked him up by the scruff of his neck and showed him around our house: his new home. Ollie was immediately drawn to our garden. It soon became the site of many fun puppy memories.

Grace Bellman

Ollie was terrified of Dad at first. As soon as he'd hear Dad's voice, Ollie would come running and sit shaking on the closest family members lap. Now, he couldn't love Dad more. The two of them are quite the pair with their similar optimistic outlook and kind hearts.

We moved to Texas with Ollie in the summer of 2012. He arrived at our rental house, extremely relieved to be off the plane and out of quarantine. After struggling with a couple bouts of anxiety and depression, Ollie became accustomed to his new American life. He had to get used to walking on the leash again due to the different laws in the US vs. England, and he found a new appreciation for cold, hardwood floors in the Texas heat. When we moved to our permanent home, Ollie fell in love with our swimming pool. He had no fear and embraced his waterdog genealogy right away. Some of my favorite memories involve all four of us swimming on a summer evening with Ollie chasing the tennis ball back and forth across the garden with contagious joy.

In the winter, Ollie was the best companion for opening presents under the tree and making s'mores by the fireplace. He would get a little too close to the marshmallows for comfort but never crossed the line (or at least not that I know of…). His big brown eyes would droop as he fell asleep at Mom's feet every night in front of the television. Those simple nights-in are something I think we are all going to miss dearly.

To be honest, I haven't really experienced a loss quite like this before. Ollie, although not a human being, is so close to my heart. He has been by my side through all of middle school, high school, and my first two years of college. He has never failed to put a smile on my face, and has listened to me when no one else would. Ollie helped Josephine with her AP Art projects until the early hours of the morning and "assisted" me in my circuit training workouts in the backyard. He always gave Mom some company while cooking meals and sat loyally behind Dad when he was doing papers at his desk.

Grace Bellman

I don't think Ollie could ever understand just how much he has given my family. I can't help but wish there was something more we could do for him. But I know he will be up in heaven blissfully chasing tennis balls, swimming in murky water, and saying hi to everyone in sight.

Ollie, you will be missed down here on earth greatly. We love you.

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