#stress

One thought I think every person eventually thinks is, “Holy shit, I’m going to die!” Sorry, I just turned thirty yesterday, so my mortality is on my mind.
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— Jarod Kintz

#anguish #birthday #death #die #human

We come together, we create our families, we chose our mates out of the desire to form a life together. Love takes many forms, wears many faces, but when it's real, when it touches your heart, you will know it and--with hope--embrace it. Love is stronger than hate, love is stronger than anger. Love is stronger than all artificial divisions that exist n our world. ↗

— Yasmine Galenorn

#demons #fae #faeries #love #paranormal

I've reduced a lot of the stress in my life. I've gotten rid of a lot of things. The light was turned on and a lot of the cockroaches started spinning. I swept them out the door. And sometimes you just have to throw things out because they carry a certain energy. ↗

— Wesley Snipes

#carry #certain #cockroaches #door #energy

As I've explained to my wife many times, you have to kill your wife or mistress to get on the front page of the papers. ↗

— Julian Barnes

#front #get #i #kill #many

Always believe that something wonderful is about to happen”. http://amzn.to/dMBLWW ↗

— Sukhraj Dhillon

#art

• “Sometimes when things are falling apart, they may actually be falling into place.” Be patient. http://amzn.to/dMBLWW ↗

— Sukhraj Dhillon

#art

Adapting the right attitude can convert a negative stress into a positive one. ↗

— Hans Selye

#positive #stress #attitude

A positive attitude may not solve all our problems but that is the only option we have if we want to get out of problems. -Subodh Gupta author "Stress Management a holistic approach -5 steps plan". ↗

— Subodh Gupta

#managing-stress #positive-attitude #positive-quotes #positive-thoughts #stress

In adverse circumstances, every creature becomes something else, evolving or devolving. What makes us human is that we know what we once were, and, let us hope, we remember how to change back. ↗

— Brian Herbert

#stress #change

Then I’m suddenly reminded of how I get engulfed with nightmares of Mom’s death as soon as I fall asleep. Hesitantly, I call to him, “Hey, Adrian?” “Yeah?” “Can you hold my hand the entire night?” My voice comes out as a quiet whisper. There’s a pause. I’m almost afraid to meet his eyes. Heartbeat picking up faster, his fingers interweave with mine and lace them together. I turn almost reflexively and I’m faced with his eyes—burning so green that it’s hard to look away. And for a second—one second, there is this feeling that flits in my chest, making my breath catch. Then his eyes close and I blink slowly—feeling as I’m in a dream-like trance. Then mine slide close too after a while of memorizing this moment, this moment of silent peacefulness. The gentle pressure of his hand holding mine coaxes me into sleep. This time, there’s only a soothing blankness. And we sleep just like that; backs curved together, my head folded in his chest. As we hold hands, I fall into the awaiting darkness. ↗

— L. Jayne

#distress #heartbreaking #death