Stress - the worst drug. Ever.
I always thought that addiction
is a silly thing. I have come across people who claim to have no sorts of
addiction and that they can leave smoking and drinking anytime they want to. I
myself was a chain smoker but I wasn’t addicted to smoking. One day I just gave up smoking. I never had
to stop my self from smoking or control my urge, nothing! It just happened and
I never felt like smoking after that day. So I always thought there is no such
thing as addiction and that if you’re strong willed, you can overcome pretty
much any habit.
Stress Symptoms:
I am a well educated guy. I have
had my share of alcohol and drugs in my yesteryears. But there was nothing that
I couldn’t control. I’ve had nominal
levels of stress in my day to day life like any other individual. I use to
manage it well. I had maintained a good balance in my life. Stress is something
I never really took seriously. I would do nothing about it and just let it
accumulate. Over a period of years, I started noticing minor changes in my
behavior. I started feeling low. I started getting mood swings. I was affected
by borderline depression too. All of this wasn’t the worst part. The worst part
was, that I was somehow liking it!
Addiction:
It was a sick thought but I
couldn’t help it. I was enjoying whatever that feeling was. Stress became like
a drug to me. More I’m stressed, more pathetic I get and more I enjoy that
state! It was no joke. My friends and family got worried sick. I use to feed my
addiction almost on a daily basis.
Chronic Stress:
I did a bit of research to find
out more about my condition. I got to know that I’m suffering from chronic
stress and I was addicted to its symptoms. If you don’t manage your stress well
which I thought I did, it can develop into chronic stress which is far more
dangerous. Chronic stress can promote depression. Even after reading up on all
of this, I never made any efforts to cure my condition. It started to affect my
family in a big way. No body likes to see their child walk down the road of
self destruction.
Moksha:
My grandmother decided to put her
foot down and owned up the responsibility of curing me. She got this weird Ipod
like device for me and said that this is going to help me out. All I had to do
is listen to it everyday. I chuckled because I thought my grandmother had
completely lost it. So just for her satisfaction, I started using Moksha. The
first time I used it, I felt a bit weird but in a nice way. I didn’t really pay
much attention to how I felt and just started using Moksha on a daily basis.
Little did I know, I was subconsciously getting cured! My behavior started
changing. I started becoming more positive. I still get stressed but I no more
like staying stressed like I use to.
Every time my dark side feels like coming out. I just let Moksha take
care it.
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