Hey Blog family,
I struggle with frustration, and I’m going to blog my way through as a form of therapy.
I run a big game, but I’m far from perfect. I told a friend I curse at other drivers yesterday, and my friend was surprised.
I’m strong in the ways I am strong, and I’m weak in the ways I am weak. The key is to work to be better.
A quick Google search on frustration showed me that I’m on the right track. The first thing I saw was about how to recognize frustration. This I can do. Now, I’m talking about before the cursing and yelling start.
This is going to sound crazy, but I feel frustration first in my liver. I know, I know, that’s impossible, but the sensation I feel is located in the right upper quadrant of my abdomen. The area starts to tingle and then contracts. The spasm continues until I act.
I know people who prefer to avoid conflict, and I’ve met people who can have an entire conversation like nothing is wrong when everything is wrong. I’m built differently.
I need to address the situation immediately to feel relief.
However, sometimes emotions run high, and I don’t always make the best choices.
Whoever is patient has great understanding, but one who is quick-tempered displays folly (Proverbs 14:29 NIV).
Even the wisest man in all of history agrees with me!
Bottom line: I can recognize when frustration begins, AND I feel an overwhelming need for resolution which can be tricky in my emotional state.
So what to do?
Well, my tips for myself are:
- Pray. This is always a great first step for everything always.
- Call a buddy. Maybe I need a frustration buddy, someone who can talk me off of the ledge and let me vent. The release of emotion may help prevent reactionary backlash.
- Journal. I’m a big fan of writing a letter to someone saying ALL I want to say and then shredding it. Sometimes just getting the words out there (I love words) is enough to water the fire down.
- Prepare. I know there are bad drivers out there. Before I pull out, maybe I need a quick mental refresher that other drivers may test me when I’m on the road. Maybe I can leave earlier to decrease my own stress level.
- Mandatory waiting period. I’ve tried to implement this before but found it difficult. Maybe if I journal and call a buddy, I’ll be able to hold out long enough to set the hammer down before initiating a discussion.
Life is a journey. It’s tough for all of us.
The key is growth and having the courage to try to make positive changes.
My mom can let you know if I make a dent in my struggle with frustration (not flustration, mom) by the end of this blog series. 🙂
(this is what the mom of a 100-mile ultramarathon runner looks like)