That bitch called stress

I think it is time that we all realize that there is no such thing as living without stress.  Not in today’s world when our senses are assaulted every second of the day.  Whether we are aware of it or not, barking dogs, loud trucks, flickering images, 24-7 social media, all of what we have come to accept as ‘normal’ is having an effect on our psyche.

As fempreneurs we get to add to this the daily pressure of building a business, trying to keep the house running smoothly, having our kids like us enough to get off the damn computer for 30 minutes, standing by our men when they get home after a rough day irritable and frustrated.

Is it any wonder we get those days where we just want to scream ‘STOP THE FUCKING MADNESS!!  I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!”?

If your husband and kids are standing across the room staring at you with wide eyes as if you have lost your mind, you’re not alone.  In fact more and more women are finding themselves in a space of loneliness, frustration and downright fear of losing control of their lives.

Once again the modern world has brought blessings and curses.  It has become a time where women are finding themselves physically isolated and lonely, craving friendship and the age-old sisterhood that we have in our genes.  Instead of a hug and a cup of coffee with a mom, a sister, or a bff, we are spending hours on social media trying desperately to make meaningful connections.   Women in years gone by have always gathered and talked.  That is simply what we do.  It is the way in which we figure out what is going on in our minds, our lives, our relationships, our businesses.  It is our natural processing mechanism.   But globalisation keep taking us on new adventures.  We don’t give much thought to packing up and moving to another continent, everybody does it.  Yet some studies still rate moving as the 3rd most stressful life event after death and divorce.

Do we give ourselves some slack?

Do we put in some support mechanisms for ourselves?

Hell no!  Are you crazy?

We have to make sure hubby gets off to work as quickly as possible while we unpack and make sure the house is transformed into home asap.  We make sure the kids settle as quickly as possible so that their school grades don’t drop and so that they won’t miss their old friends too much.  And of course we keep the business going uninterupted because heaven forbid we should not market for a week.

Does anyone else see the insanity in this?

Don’t even get me started on how little support women are given when they are starting up an online business and they are not an ‘overnight success’.  I’m not talking about being told what they should be doing by all the adverts out there promising them the magic formula.  I’m talking about genuine support of ‘Shit girl I hear you.  I’m not going to try and save you but I hear you and no you’re not stupid or crazy.  It’s normal.  I hear you.’

So women do the exact opposite of what they are designed to do.  They keep quiet.  They put on a brave face and they keep going.  They start putting on weight and then get angry with themselves because their pants are tight.  Their hair starts going grey and they get irritated because they have to color more often.  They get exhausted and they pop more vitamins in a desperate attempt to get their bounce back.

All the time that bitch called stress is eating up their dreams.  Their souls.  Their lives.