(idk you don't have to read this, it's just me dumping my feelings)
I've been in a... less desirable headspace as of late. I've found that walking cures how I feel.
When I'm feeling like screaming at someone, I go out and walk for 8-10 hours. I don't go anywhere in particular, I just let my legs take me somewhere new.
When I walk, I find all the issues just drift away. I'm focused on my walking. No more usual pressures, no more failed expectations, no falling outs, no more people. It's just me and my walking. I've got room to relax, to be free of the day to day stresses.
My legs go almost into an autopilot. I don't even think about the walk. I forget I'm walking. It's all gone.
When I've relaxed, I can think about issues in life. Without the rush of thousands of other thoughts, I can actually sort things out, find out why I feel the way I do, and figure out what to do.
I think I could walk for more than 10 hours sometimes. I seem to need these walks so much that 10 hours doesn't feel long any more. The time passes in what feels like an hour.
When I'm done looking at myself, I turn off the autopilot and find myself on some random street. I explore, then head home.
It helps more that anything ever could.
My troubles are fairly mild compared to other people's, but I still need these walks. I'm bad with stress. I'm the person who'd just bury their feelings in the back of their mind, letting them fester until they explode out.
Idk.
I've been in a... less desirable headspace as of late. I've found that walking cures how I feel.
When I'm feeling like screaming at someone, I go out and walk for 8-10 hours. I don't go anywhere in particular, I just let my legs take me somewhere new.
When I walk, I find all the issues just drift away. I'm focused on my walking. No more usual pressures, no more failed expectations, no falling outs, no more people. It's just me and my walking. I've got room to relax, to be free of the day to day stresses.
My legs go almost into an autopilot. I don't even think about the walk. I forget I'm walking. It's all gone.
When I've relaxed, I can think about issues in life. Without the rush of thousands of other thoughts, I can actually sort things out, find out why I feel the way I do, and figure out what to do.
I think I could walk for more than 10 hours sometimes. I seem to need these walks so much that 10 hours doesn't feel long any more. The time passes in what feels like an hour.
When I'm done looking at myself, I turn off the autopilot and find myself on some random street. I explore, then head home.
It helps more that anything ever could.
My troubles are fairly mild compared to other people's, but I still need these walks. I'm bad with stress. I'm the person who'd just bury their feelings in the back of their mind, letting them fester until they explode out.
Idk.
