OK, so I have a theory. Stay with me, it’s important.
We all know men and women – as a general rule – process emotion differently. Obviously, each person manifests stress in his or her own special, possibly self-destructive way.
And we all deal with that creeping feeling of anxiety by slapping our own coping mechanisms over the problem.
For me? Well, my beautiful, wonderful job here can be stressful. It’s hectic and non-stop in a really exciting way, but I’ll admit that sometimes it’s stressful. When things in my personal life – family squabbles or friends moving overseas leaving me lonely here in Sydders – play a game of Stacks On in my mind, I can feel really out of control. It’s not a pleasant feeling.
Just as an FYI, you should know that this post is sponsored by Blackmores. But all opinions expressed by the author are 100% authentic and written in their own words.
I just did the Blackmores Stress Quiz, and it really helped… By confirming that I’m “a little more stressed than most” it motivates me to perhaps think of some better strategies to regain control and serenity (now).
For me, at the moment, the best way to calm down is to do a sunset walk by the beach or in the park, get extra cuddles from my dog Lady Fluffington, watch stupid mindless TV for a while, and make sure I get my eight hours of snooze time. Messina gelato never hurts, and I always like to talk to my sister about things that are getting to me.
But sometimes? Sometimes the only thing that’ll make the stress subside is to have a total, thorough freak out. Whether that means a really good cry or a primal scream, or a long, intense phone chat with my mum – sometimes the only way out of chaos is to feel it.
Over the years I have realised guys don’t do that. They don’t fully embrace the chaos of stress and then consciously put coping mechanisms in place. Which leads me to this theory of mine: That women actually deal with stress more authentically, faster, and overall better than their manly counterparts.