Here's Johnny!! (or How I Learned to Get Over Myself And Skate Back Into the Sometimes Loving Arms of Derby)

I've been feeling like shit because I'm stressed out. Then I get stressed out about being stressed out. Which causes me to get stressed out about how much stress I'm adding to my already stressed life.

When I get stressed, I get bitchy. I go into FIGHT or FLIGHT mode. When you come across me, you'll get one of two reactions: I'll ignore you (keep your fingers crossed) or I'll snap at you (and probably make you feel this big in the process).

And this is probably how you feel.

It's been a problem my whole life. All that stress eventually starts to break down my body:

I eat worse (DUH)

and then

my face breaks out

and then

I get tired and irritable.

Because I can't sleep

I get more stressed out.

And then

I grind my teeth

and then

become apathetic.

And so on,

and so on,

and so on.

When you're not taking care of yourself, it's imperative that you find something ELSE to blame. "It's not MY fault I can barely roll myself out of bed this morning." "It's not MY fault that I snapped at you and made you cry like a little bitch (oops)." And, because I love my husband and all my friends move away from me (wait, is that my fault too?), I had one place to point the finger: Derby.

But now I'm back and better than ever -- sort of. What's the secret you ask?

Needles!!

You may think acupuncture is bullshit, but I ♥ it. I spent 27 years of my life feeling like absolute shit (without even knowing it) before I went to my first appointment. I'm a convert to acupuncture like I'm a convert to derby. If you open the door for me to bring it up in conversation, I will.

I have to apologize blogosphere, I'm not writing this post for you. I'm writing it to remind myself to that when I feel like shit I need to quit blaming other things (sorry derby!) and go to some fucking acupuncture.

P.S. -- (blogsphere, this IS for you, so listen up) Just because I'm a vegan that doesn't drink alcohol and goes to acupuncture, doesn't mean I'm a hippie. So quit judging me like such a fucking douche-bag. (As you can see, I still need a few appointments before I'm out of fight or flight...)