Quotes About Stress

I wondered what you'd have on the side with a plate of Deep Fried Anxiety. Pickles? Coleslaw? Potato-strychnine mash?

Mac was the romantic. He brought her flowers, remembered her favorite song, kissed her on the back of her neck just because. She was the type-A workaholic. Every day an agenda, every hour a task that needed completing. She worked too hard, compartmentalized too little, and probably would have a nervous breakdown before the age of forty, except that Mac would never allow it. He was her rock; while, most likely, she was his ticket to sainthood.

Society is not filled with evil souls. But it is filled with people who are mobile, fractured, overworked, overweight, overcrowded, and overtired. That's a potent combination, particularly for people with poor coping skills and volatile tempers. And we're seeing the proof of that in the increasing number of impulsive, angry acts, such as mass murders and road rage." Rainie sighed. She rubbed her temples.

I'm a professional worrier. It comes with the ovaries.

Psychiatrists, psychologists, and mental health workers in hospitals had an assault rate of 60 percent, six times higher than other healthcare professionals.

You may not know this, but the cold-water stress that the haenyeo endure is greater than for any other human group in the world.

It's so hard for the strongest among us to stay sane, isn't it, under the conditions we have come to think of as normal?

It's not that I'm not upset; it's just that I'm too tired to run up and down the corridor screaming.

his time being divided into days with too many things to do, and days with far too many things to do

Silver manned the com; and Leo—held down the post of chief engineer, he supposed. The chain of command became rather blurred at this point. Perhaps his title ought to be Official Ship's Worrier.

On my way home from work that night, I get in an accident: I'm broadsided by the holidays.

The problem with Thanksgiving is that the pressure for the meal and the conversation to be perfect is daunting.

You always say that, said Evan, but then you go on your trips and vacations and then you settle back into things and then you're quiet for a while and then you say you're fine, you're busy, and then after a while you say you're going crazy again, and you start all over.

It's not the load that breaks you down, it's the way you carry it.

It seems to me that the more money one has the more one worries about little unimportant things.

Yet that is considered an excellent school, and I dare say it would be if the benighted lady did not think it necessary to cram her pupils like Thanksgiving turkeys, instead of feeding them in a natural and wholesome way. It is the fault with most American schools, and the poor little heads will go on aching till we learn better.

You don't have half such a hard time as I do, said Jo. How would you like to be shut up for hours with a nervous, fussy old lady, who keeps you trotting, is never satisfied, and worries you till you're ready to fly out the window or cry?

Pierpont was already urging him to cut back his schedule.

Of all the family medical problems, the most worrisome was that of Bessie.

For such a perfectionist, giving money away was fraught with far more nervous tension than making it.

These social pressures took their toll on his marriage

Hypersensitive to pressure, Rockefeller tended to stiffen up whenever he felt pushed.

An over-sensitive person in the country is always a strain.

I think 'slow writing' is the answer when the feeling of burn out threatens, something akin to the 'slow food' movement. Anxiety and panic are counterproductive to the creative process.