de-stressing

A small price to pay for a relaxing artistic journey to '90s town.
Bye bye, blues.
When I see something that triggers anxiety, whether it's an actual physical manifestation or just in the mind's eye, I distract myself until my anxiety subsides. In my quest to recalibrate from distressed to de-stressed, I have found the following four quick-tricks to be, easy, practical, and effective anxiety antidotes.
It looks like in order to get rid of one of them, you have to get rid of the other. They came paired up: anxiety or chronic stress and chronic physical back pain.
As college acceptances and rejections hit the emails of students this week, the plethora of articles on the increasingly competitive process -- one that takes an emotional toll on parents and students alike -- roll out with predictable regularity as well.
In Vogue’s 1969 Christmas issue, Vladimir Nabokov offered some advice for teaching James Joyce’s “Ulysses”: “Instead of perpetuating
Have you seriously considered moving to the North Pole? As the temperature is rising, are you experiencing your own internal heat wave? If so, you're not alone.
5. Not relaxing enough on vacation. While it's great to see every site when you explore a new city, a vacation isn't a race
Our credit card number has been stolen at least three times in the past six months. I blame it on my husband who regularly leaves the card at various scuzzy food joints. He blames it on me for shopping online. It's probably both or neither or just the fact that credit card theft is on the rise.
They use their vacation days. Expressing gratitude doesn’t just make you feel good -- it has a direct effect on stress hormones
Okay... you're back. I hope you found the exercise helpful. Now here's even more assistance. We're in this together, you
After hospitalization and the darkest, loneliest night of my life, my parents asked me to leave.
We had left California and wound up in the state of Relaxation, a place that we hadn't visited in a very long time, like maybe never.
I found myself hunched over my iPhone at the local 24-hour Dunkin' Robbins, in tears, for the first time telling someone other than my psychiatrist exactly how I was feeling.
These are the types of life experiences that poison a person down to the cellular level, and no amount of time at the gym will release such toxins.
I'd had to modify my marathon race registration to run "just" the half, since international travel, 70-hour workweeks and weekly trips to my son's therapist really maligned the training.
Caught in a vicious cycle, my mental state egged on my GI problems, and the continuous bleeding and disabling pain nourished the depression.
I've survived 30 months of deployment, jumping out of airplanes, field time in Germany in the winter. Anxiety is something that happens to other people, to weaker people, not me.