If you’re like me, I catch tons of stress. From work-related issues to family affairs, drama always comes along in the picture. I don’t need to be one of those one-sided-bangs kids who slit their wrist to tell myself that I always worry. I found out that I’m not all alone (duh). After all, we are all living in a very demanding boss named life.

I had ideas composed of alternative ways on how to release these worries. Yes Sir, that included going to a swing club in New York with an adult female companion and doing nothing but standing- standing inside an adult toy store in New York.

Okay, maybe the thought of standing beside a New York dominatrix isn’t a good idea. I’m not so sure of that. Besides, nothing is wrong with chilling out with a dominatrix New York raised who only wants someone to talk to too. Then again, my girlfriend would slaughter me so I have decided to turn to other people. Unfortunately, that included my girlfriend.

So that’s one thing I had to do FIRST. I asked my sister’s fraternity brothers to be my support group. It’s like this, I think. No matter how I communicate with my co-workers inside the tranquil office, that paperwork is a demon screaming at my earlobes. Of course, those frat boys are devils especially when Friday night comes. What I do is I wait for them to get sober and I release all my frustrations to, not at, but to them. Please don’t turn into a pervert with what I just said. These guys are actually good at listening. No talking, they just listen. And that’s just what I need. No opinions, just ears.

Secondly, I found a book over the internet about meditation. It’s an eight-minute for eight weeks instruction on how to meditate. I just thought to give it a try since most people, nowadays, advice meditation as a weapon against stress. I have to admit, it’s hard to meditate. Eight minutes are way long. I’m having the hang of it, though.

Lastly, I am taking up a course on neuroworrystopology. I am both a student and teacher. I’m trying to train my brain to stop worrying whenever a stimulus of hell-nature comes my way. Consciousness is a power of our brains. It doesn’t stop since it’s magnificent…unless you voluntary stop it to worry. When things come up at me altogether at the same time, I just tell my brain to stop. Just stop. Nothing will happen, anyway. It’s a bit easy for me since I have an innate gift of apathy.

So that’s basically my ways of dealing with these worries. Try them if you want, it’s working for me. Keep away from pissing off your wives and girlfriends though. That would be the end of your misery and the end of your existence.