It’s over a week since the massive earthquake here in Christchurch. No need to remind you of that.
And as the people of this beautiful city try to adapt to the new normal, there is more danger lurking.
Stress is necessary for your survival and is in fact beneficial in moderate amounts. However what happened in our city on September 4 and February 22 have put many of us into stress overload. Your normal coping mechanisms are overwhelmed and the stress can start to have a negative effect on our lives – physically, mentally and emotionally.
Stress manifests itself in so many ways. Check through the list below. If you or those close to you can tick more than 5 of these symptoms, it’s likely the stress is starting to get to you:
- disturbed sleep
- feeling helpless
- lack of appetite
- lack of motivation
- irritability Continue reading
How many times have any of the following phrases run through your head? I’m pretty sure there have been times when you’ve thought/felt like at least a couple of the above. All completely normal responses, I might add.
However, they’re not particularly conducive to achieving anything. So, I urge you to just ask for help.
Don’t get me wrong – I’m not talking about getting other people to do what you’re completely capable of because you’re too lazy to do it yourself.
I’m talking about those times when getting assistance, guidance or advice from someone else would actually be a positive and productive thing to do. So, why don’t we ask for help more often? Lots of reasons. I have a great reason. Well, in my mind it was a great reason.
Let me share the story with you. Sit back and relax. It started with something that happened when I was just five years old. Just a tiny, wee thing (I’m only 157cm now, so I was tiny at five) it involved something like this: Except, that’s not EXACTLY it, since it happened over 30 years ago and I never took a photo – but it’s a hole in the ground. There was some building going on across the road from my house at an empty site. I’m not sure what for, but there was a big hole in the ground (and no workmen at the time either). My Mum and Dad told me to stay away from it. Continue reading
There’s no tree at my house, no decorations (actually I bought decoration and decided against putting them up), and there’s certainly no f*cken Christmas carols.
This year has been a big year for many of us, in many ways.
The earthquake threw a monumental spanner in the proverbial works for so many around Christchurch. Many are still feeling the effects of the economy. A lot of people have had a rough time at work for various reason. And there’s been fair amount of personal challenges for some – me included.
And then there’s all the pressure of Christmas. The presents, the rush and the stress. Of course for many there’s all the drama of the big family gathering. For some, it’s a delightful occasion, spending quality time with loved ones. For many though, it’s too much booze, bad/innapropriate/useless presents, screaming kids, ridiculous amounts of food and way too much chocolate resulting in arguments, unhealthy blood pressure increases and a desperate desire to get away from it all.
Don’t get me wrong – I’m not a Christmas grinch. I’ve always loved Christmas and always spent far too much money buying loads of presents, mostly for the kids in my family.
But this year is different. Continue reading
I just had to post this pic. It was taken a long time ago – I’d say something like the early 1950’s?
My dad was a party boy. I think it shows. That’s him on the right. In case you hadn’t figured.
Here’s a pic of me, similar situation, second from right. Family resemblance?
This pic was taken at my high school reunion (Dec 2008), with my BFFs (L-R) Phlip, Georgie, Me, Trace.