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jshat4

How do you escape problems? i.e. when you get too stressed or have problems, how do you deal with it?

I suppose I should really change, but I hate dealing with stuff unless I MUST, i.e. test next day or friend calling me about something. Otherwise, if I can put it off and just leave it, I'll try to forget before I get too overwhelmed.

During my top stress days, I find sleep = the best escape ever. Whenever I hit the pillow, it feels so nice because everything just disappears and I can finally relax. But then it all comes back the next morning. *sighs*
cmacaronee
i used to go for a long run. then i'd go to this "mountain" in my town and just relax by myself and reflect and just take in mother nature. THAT or i go to the gym and beat the crap out of a punching bag and do some serious cardio haha.

but usually, i go to NRB and release all my stress through song. since i love to sing, it helps. it's my "happy place"
incyphe
I watch old episodes of any funny shows I have on my computer... like Ya-shim-man-man, London Hearts, or what not. Laughing helps me a lot. I'm sure it does for other people too.

If it's really bad, then I'll resort to moderate amount of alcoholic beverages to calm down. But not to the point of getting drunk.
NyXpun
i used to play games a lot for that - the only game i was playing just got closed down - RIP KWON HO =[

music and i found something else ...
dalgun
I'd cry for really long, then I would take off to run with my ipod. Running seems to make me happier. I can't just stay inside the house. And afterwards I'm making decisions to change myself, which seems to never happen. xD
DarkWaltz
Play games, and martial arts/acrobatics. I totally forget everything around me and it feels so good.
supad0rk
Sleep or go out driving... sleeping is a lot of fun too
ChairmanLMAO
Usually go jogging twice a week while listening to my ipod. Knackers me out but I feel great after the 5 mile trek.
esc11
when I'm stressed, I can never sleep and don't exactly 'relieve it'. but generally, my escapes are reading or exercising or food. :/
Pogichinoy
I eat, go shopping, exercise, drive, or spend time with friends.
The Mad Korean
I can never relax or relieve stress, which is why I think I'll die soon via some illness/disease. It's most likely to happen to me too since I'm negative and attract negativity. I try to escape my problems by slacking, which is something I do all the time. I know what needs to be done, yet I'm unmotivated to do anything about my problems. Often times, I could care less.
allycat415
i slack off generally... go online and do nothing but surf
or watch the old "idiot box" aka tv
and while doing it: eat.
xkrndreamer
sleep gets my mind off things.
i have to be sleeping in a nice, cozy place though.
also episodes from i love lucy tends to ease my stress levels.
itrayya
it was good to 'escape' things....
but then it never goes away.

i find that i face things head on now and days.
homework, i just do it.
stress, i just let it come, deal with it.
cramps, bring it on!

i know things will never get solved by ignoring it.
so... i just deal with it.

wow. my life sucks.
del32
Go outside and sitting in the dark
vvn
Slack by surfing online aimlessly. Such as right now. smile.gif

Otherwise, watch DBSK videos or call up a friend and rant.
Faa
Valium.




No, just kidding. Citalopram.
orange momo
I work out, sleep, and listen to music... I work out when I am angry, or stressed. when I am depressed I sleep. I listen to music during all those times..
Ryu_Hoshi2000
sleeping and err online games.. rather sleep more though haha
PaNgIeE
itrayya: dealing with it sometimes is good. you're life doesn't suck! from the looks of it...seem like you have control. smile.gif i'm sure you know what you're doing..hehe...wink.gif

as for me...dealing w/stress -- i read my romance novels and drift into that fantasy world, or i watch tv and catch up some movies or something.
dogs7268
go out to waikiki beach and practice moves i learned during mma class. sparring with a friend, playing guitar hero, halo3, running at 6am, listening to my roommate ramble. and SLEEP!!!

i wish i had more time to do the last thing but im preoccupied with school, even though it doens't feel like it since i'm always procrastinating anyways
cookiecutter
sleep,smoking irie,hoppin to undergrounds n dance, or jus eat my gf =]
HERMIT
Go into the bathroom with my mp3 player, slick my hair back, wear a towel like a superhero cape, lip synch into my hairbrush "microphone", with one foot planted on the toilet lid, and facing the mirror while listening to some old Ronnie James Dio song.
Quotea
Drink a shot of henny
or
Get a Tattoo!!!!!!
mrunwanted
sleep lol though i would love to take it out on a punching bag. oh and i sing along while i listen to my mp3 player too. sleeping is for:

1) resting yr mind after thinking so much
2) more likely to think logically after recovering
srenity
i recently realized when i get stressed over essays (because i abhor writing essays and i suck at writing those long ones. 2 page essays are the only ones i can do! >_<;;; ), i usually go and cut my bangs laugh.gif

but for everything else: gaming

usually arcade gaming
unfortunately it's so expensive ;__;
cookiecutter
QUOTE(Quotea @ Nov 15 2007, 09:45 PM) *
Drink a shot of henny
or
Get a Tattoo!!!!!!



that's downnn!!!
KTHubbybunch
since i'm now suffering frum anorexia nervosa, i try to think positive so my pulse will get back to normal & have to change my lifestyle i guess so i can bring back my appetite as well. sad.gif

in other forms of escape, i either read tech magazines, play my handheld device, do computer, drawing, listen to relaxing music or just organize my stuff in my room. smile.gif
xxctxx
When I'm stressed which is more and more lately, I tend to watch films/dramas I've seen over a thousand times before ~
or I write...about everything and anything...I just write...

Or if none of it works, i go out and shop, buy myself something nice and go sit in a coffee shop...
MiNwOoZ_sOuLmAtE
when i get really stressed out i give myself a talk
lol i know it sounds psychotic and whatnot but i find it helpful
i would tell myself everything is okay and that i just need to take things one at a time
when that doesnt work, i turn to music
i would make a playlist and dance my heart out, usually for fifteen minutes
what better ways than to exercise and get rid of stress at the same time right?
finally if that doesn't work *which means i must be really really stressed*
i turn the lights off and go to sleep
sleep = heaven
stress cannot invade heaven xD
littlehan
music = my ticket to another owrld
mrs. pakman
when i want to escape...i go into total lazy mode.
i watch reality tv all day while eating junk and lounging on the sofa.
when i need to...i can do this for like...10 hours straight. it's really bad.
imperfectly_perfect
sleeeeeeeeep
..... its only bad when you start dreaming about what youre trying to escape .___."

otherwise movies and watching funny old videos like xman variety show... keeps me laughing and forgetful
LBF

Sit in the sun, take off my glasses and turn off my hearing aids. Then the world becomes a warm, fuzzy, quiet place... laugh.gif
Cheri.B*
I would like to take a walk outside and smell the air mellow.gif
with my ipod on. It's refreshing because then I start to feel better and think more positive.
Then move on xD
Or I can just sit in my room crying >_< Life gets tough sometimes
jshat4
In the mood of this topic, I'll post something I wrote kinda relating to this (this forum doesn't have a place for creative writing ....I don't know where to put it lol). Feedback?

What’s the feeling of loneliness? Is it being locked up in a dark room for hours or standing on the edge of the world with only the wind to brush against your cheek? Or maybe being alone has nothing to do with it. Maybe, it’s really the feeling of sadness in a crowded mall—standing still as you watch the crazed shoppers brush past you over and over, the chattered noises drowning away in your mind. There are so many people surrounding you, eating up your oxygen—you should be happy to have so many companions, yet why does it make you feel lonelier than ever?

I was never the type to constantly plug myself to my mp3 player, but lately, I’ve found escape through music—someone to be with when it gets lonely. Because being lonely isn’t about being alone—it’s about washing away the inner demons and voices that I do not possess the courage to face yet. With a quick tap of my finger, I can quickly switch to a new song—a new beginning—another chance to forget and move on. Even if I have to return reality one day, perhaps it’s these little injections of numbness that help me get through my day.

Regardless, we all find peace in sleep—whatever dreams may bring, we shall return to reality once again. But for the moment being, we can rest our heads against the ever so comfortable pillow and rest, relax, and forget. But when the alarm clock ticks and shrills in our ears, we know that all beautiful things must come to an end. But where do we find the strength to strut on this stage over and over, until our arms and legs become stiff, our eyelids heavy? Can we not just sleep eternally and never wake up? Why must we suffer the tolls and regurgitations of a washed-up life?

When I look around in the empty sea, glittering and sparkling as it may be, there isn’t anyone around. The fish have died—the waves were too strong. The entire sea is mine, yet I feel neither pride nor excitement. I have all the film in the world, all the minutes and seconds to capture a piece of everything, but who would I send it to once the pictures are developed? I don’t even know what to write on the envelope—my own address is ever-changing as I wade across this open sea. I have so many stories to tell, but why won’t anyone leave a lending ear? I’m getting tired of my own voice—one can never listen to herself talk for too long.

Maybe it’s time for me to swallow a mouthful of this sparkling, delicious seawater. It looks enticing, doesn’t it? Perhaps one gulp per hour should help feed my loneliness, nourish my spirit, and replenish my strength. Why am I feeling so drowsy? Could it be that I can finally take a prolonged nap?
klx13
When I was little, books were my escape (they still are). Whenever I read a great book, it feels like I'm living vicariously through it. Same thing when I watch tv or movies. I always watch "The Office" or "Arrested Development" whenever I need a good laugh. For a period of time in high school, drugs were my escape. But in the end it only left me feeling more awful than when I had started. Right now... sleep and tv are my main escapes whenever I feel like disconnecting from the world.
ch00k
Listening to trance, drinking alcohol with buddies, hardcore gaming & playing violin xD
TrUaZn2005
Turn on the music loud and go lie down on my bed and slowly fall asleep
feklar42
I usually read or watch something that acts as escapist fantasy. It doesn't matter if it's actual "fantasy" as in sword and sorcery, so long as it takes me into another world and lets me forget whatever's bothering me.
The Mad Korean
QUOTE (jshat4 @ Nov 20 2007, 10:33 PM) *
In the mood of this topic, I'll post something I wrote kinda relating to this (this forum doesn't have a place for creative writing ....I don't know where to put it lol). Feedback?

What’s the feeling of loneliness? Is it being locked up in a dark room for hours or standing on the edge of the world with only the wind to brush against your cheek? Or maybe being alone has nothing to do with it. Maybe, it’s really the feeling of sadness in a crowded mall—standing still as you watch the crazed shoppers brush past you over and over, the chattered noises drowning away in your mind. There are so many people surrounding you, eating up your oxygen—you should be happy to have so many companions, yet why does it make you feel lonelier than ever?

I was never the type to constantly plug myself to my mp3 player, but lately, I’ve found escape through music—someone to be with when it gets lonely. Because being lonely isn’t about being alone—it’s about washing away the inner demons and voices that I do not possess the courage to face yet. With a quick tap of my finger, I can quickly switch to a new song—a new beginning—another chance to forget and move on. Even if I have to return reality one day, perhaps it’s these little injections of numbness that help me get through my day.

Regardless, we all find peace in sleep—whatever dreams may bring, we shall return to reality once again. But for the moment being, we can rest our heads against the ever so comfortable pillow and rest, relax, and forget. But when the alarm clock ticks and shrills in our ears, we know that all beautiful things must come to an end. But where do we find the strength to strut on this stage over and over, until our arms and legs become stiff, our eyelids heavy? Can we not just sleep eternally and never wake up? Why must we suffer the tolls and regurgitations of a washed-up life?

When I look around in the empty sea, glittering and sparkling as it may be, there isn’t anyone around. The fish have died—the waves were too strong. The entire sea is mine, yet I feel neither pride nor excitement. I have all the film in the world, all the minutes and seconds to capture a piece of everything, but who would I send it to once the pictures are developed? I don’t even know what to write on the envelope—my own address is ever-changing as I wade across this open sea. I have so many stories to tell, but why won’t anyone leave a lending ear? I’m getting tired of my own voice—one can never listen to herself talk for too long.

Maybe it’s time for me to swallow a mouthful of this sparkling, delicious seawater. It looks enticing, doesn’t it? Perhaps one gulp per hour should help feed my loneliness, nourish my spirit, and replenish my strength. Why am I feeling so drowsy? Could it be that I can finally take a prolonged nap?


This is good, very descriptive. It sounds like something I would write from time to time. It's practically how I feel. I feel like the victim of passiveness, no longer interested in trying first.
Susq
i used to sleep, but now i go to eating which is a huge problem. IN fact the problem got even worse because of lack of sleep. I also blast my music up. I really need to bring back my old self. I can get a lot more done without zoning away and dreaming in my own little world. Working on it now...The best method is to open your eyes and look at the greater things in life and look at the beauty of it, such as nature. When the cold air hits against your face it hurts but if you close your eyes and feel the coolness of it, it might actually feel great. Block out the noise from the cars or trucks and listen to the birds chirp. Even the trees during the fall look wonder, just admire it from a different perspective.
i.luv.tea.
Stress - how I hate it.

When it's really unbearable, I usually turn to watching a funny movie or a funny tv show ... something that will make me burst out laughing. Not just hehehe giggling, but a hearty, tears coming out of my eyes, laughter. That does the trick for me.

Most days, I try to meditate a little bit (like 10 min) in the morning to sort of calm my thoughts. It helps to keep my stress at bay ... for a while.
G-Nitro
Music is my form of escape. Probably cuz I'm tuned in as often as possible. It relaxes me and helps me get through almost any ordeal. Gaming does sometimes, but then again I have a bad temper at times when I play games and I'm losing. laugh.gif But yeah, music is my main form of escape. smile.gif
Bamidele
When I want to find an escape from the craziness around me I put on my headphones and let the music wash everything away. I will also just close my eyes and let sleep console me, if I really need to let it out I write until the thoughts have calmed down. Writing makes it better, and I can go back and read what I wrote to find some clarity.
hae mee
I drive out to King's Beach, Lake Tahoe. I like being by the water and I'm too far away from the ocean haha biggrin.gif
ChristineLovesHeechul
I'd usually just pop in some good tunes and lay down or go somewhere quiet and cry..... work out, talk to someone, go out and drink >> PARTAYYY! smile.gif
Bamidele
QUOTE (jshat4 @ Nov 20 2007, 10:33 PM) *
In the mood of this topic, I'll post something I wrote kinda relating to this (this forum doesn't have a place for creative writing ....I don't know where to put it lol). Feedback?

What’s the feeling of loneliness? Is it being locked up in a dark room for hours or standing on the edge of the world with only the wind to brush against your cheek? Or maybe being alone has nothing to do with it. Maybe, it’s really the feeling of sadness in a crowded mall—standing still as you watch the crazed shoppers brush past you over and over, the chattered noises drowning away in your mind. There are so many people surrounding you, eating up your oxygen—you should be happy to have so many companions, yet why does it make you feel lonelier than ever?

I was never the type to constantly plug myself to my mp3 player, but lately, I’ve found escape through music—someone to be with when it gets lonely. Because being lonely isn’t about being alone—it’s about washing away the inner demons and voices that I do not possess the courage to face yet. With a quick tap of my finger, I can quickly switch to a new song—a new beginning—another chance to forget and move on. Even if I have to return reality one day, perhaps it’s these little injections of numbness that help me get through my day.

Regardless, we all find peace in sleep—whatever dreams may bring, we shall return to reality once again. But for the moment being, we can rest our heads against the ever so comfortable pillow and rest, relax, and forget. But when the alarm clock ticks and shrills in our ears, we know that all beautiful things must come to an end. But where do we find the strength to strut on this stage over and over, until our arms and legs become stiff, our eyelids heavy? Can we not just sleep eternally and never wake up? Why must we suffer the tolls and regurgitations of a washed-up life?

When I look around in the empty sea, glittering and sparkling as it may be, there isn’t anyone around. The fish have died—the waves were too strong. The entire sea is mine, yet I feel neither pride nor excitement. I have all the film in the world, all the minutes and seconds to capture a piece of everything, but who would I send it to once the pictures are developed? I don’t even know what to write on the envelope—my own address is ever-changing as I wade across this open sea. I have so many stories to tell, but why won’t anyone leave a lending ear? I’m getting tired of my own voice—one can never listen to herself talk for too long.

Maybe it’s time for me to swallow a mouthful of this sparkling, delicious seawater. It looks enticing, doesn’t it? Perhaps one gulp per hour should help feed my loneliness, nourish my spirit, and replenish my strength. Why am I feeling so drowsy? Could it be that I can finally take a prolonged nap?


That was so well written, I found it very relatable to how I feel, especially the second paragraph.
Arial88
QUOTE (jshat4 @ Nov 20 2007, 07:33 PM) *
In the mood of this topic, I'll post something I wrote kinda relating to this (this forum doesn't have a place for creative writing ....I don't know where to put it lol). Feedback?

What’s the feeling of loneliness? Is it being locked up in a dark room for hours or standing on the edge of the world with only the wind to brush against your cheek? Or maybe being alone has nothing to do with it. Maybe, it’s really the feeling of sadness in a crowded mall—standing still as you watch the crazed shoppers brush past you over and over, the chattered noises drowning away in your mind. There are so many people surrounding you, eating up your oxygen—you should be happy to have so many companions, yet why does it make you feel lonelier than ever?

I was never the type to constantly plug myself to my mp3 player, but lately, I’ve found escape through music—someone to be with when it gets lonely. Because being lonely isn’t about being alone—it’s about washing away the inner demons and voices that I do not possess the courage to face yet. With a quick tap of my finger, I can quickly switch to a new song—a new beginning—another chance to forget and move on. Even if I have to return reality one day, perhaps it’s these little injections of numbness that help me get through my day.

Regardless, we all find peace in sleep—whatever dreams may bring, we shall return to reality once again. But for the moment being, we can rest our heads against the ever so comfortable pillow and rest, relax, and forget. But when the alarm clock ticks and shrills in our ears, we know that all beautiful things must come to an end. But where do we find the strength to strut on this stage over and over, until our arms and legs become stiff, our eyelids heavy? Can we not just sleep eternally and never wake up? Why must we suffer the tolls and regurgitations of a washed-up life?



You really were able to capture the essence of what escape is. Even more so, capture the frustration of waking up to a life filled with troubles and many problems.

"Where do we find the strength to strut on this stage over and over, until our arms and legs become stiff, our eyelids heavy?"

I like that line.
lubbmeehonly
A day out with my friends is what I do. If their busy then I go to the beach.
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