So a lot might be happening with your emotions right now. You’re possibly hating everyone and everything, maybe even yourself. Well stop that, right now. Our hormones are on a big fat jolly, and, for many of us, we’re also going through some other significant, life-changing moment or other – whether it be the kids leaving home, a career ramp up or ramp down, or just Mrs Merry Menopause herself – whatever it is, there’s no need to be STRESSING YOUR PANTS OFF.
One of the advantages of being over 50, is that you really do not have the time to continue to put up with stuff that basically now just bores you stooopid. Yet you still react emotionally.
And it can make you fat. Stress causes you to release the hormone cortisol.
For example, maybe it drives you insane when your husband/son/dog/cleaner/whomever puts that chair/glass/bone/cushion/whatever back in the wrong place….you throw your head back in disgust, you feel rage, fire in your belly. You cry out “Why?” “Not again!” “Noo!!’ You put yourself through a tormented moment or two, just because someone has done something you don’t like. Again.
Get over it.
Stop being so emotionally involved in things that don’t require emotional involvement.
I was put to this exact task only this week. My beloved computer began to spin the whirly wheel of death, for longer and longer periods, until eventually it could barely be turned on for a minute before it froze. I had no choice, I had to take it in. And pray.
I had a huge amount of unfinished work that I needed to complete. But I also have my entire life on this solitary machine….I was terrified I’d lose it all. I could feel my hair going grayer. I could feel the horrible angst in my belly and my wrinkles deepening at an insane rate.
Then I made a conscious decision. I decided to be ADULT about things. I decided to separate my emotional involvement with my computer potentially dying.
Instead, I took my computer/life to the fix-it guy on the high street, and I didn’t even cry. No. No tears. Words.
“You’ve done the only thing you can do, now you just have to wait. May as well wait with a smile on my face and make good use of the time in hand, rather than pacing around like a caged tiger, clawing at myself until I rip all my hair out.”
SO give yourself a talking to whenever you catch yourself bleating off – either out aloud or inwardly – stop yourself in your tracks and ask yourself “why?”
“Do I need to feel quite so passionate about this comparatively small little thing?”
We all tend to worry way too much, often about totally insignificant material things. But with a little self-reasoning, we can lead much calmer lives, committing way less damage to ourselves as a bonus.
So LET IT GO.
Worrying is not pretty, or clever, or helpful; if you can talk yourself out of it, then do, it really worked for me.