Stress.

Now I have never been a person who stresses out much about anything. Usually I let things go very easily and just move on with life. I will be the first to admit that last semester was probably the worst time of my life. Not only did I realize that I do have a limit, and was pushed far beyond it, but the build up was completely not natural or healthy. Everyone who knows me well knows that I rarely get mad. There are times when I get upset or annoyed, but it takes like an hour and I am over it. Fall semester of 2010 is a time I will never forget. It felt like there was pressure pushed on me from all angles, no matter where I turned. Now I hate to push blame on things, so I was pretty hard on myself, but from the views of others around me, I know that none of this was my doing. Currently, I am registered as an Accounting major, which I wish to change as soon as possible. I have never struggled so hard to understand a subject in all of my life. The thought of changing my major was extremely frightening to me as well. I would study for weeks and still failed the tests, which is unacceptable. I have never done so poorly in school in all my life. Second, which is very hard for me to deal with is a house filled with contention. I have always tried to be a peace maker, it is just my nature, but this was impossible to fix. I have come to realize that no matter how something effects you, people will always do what they want.. their intention may not be to hurt you, but that doesn't stop them in the long run. So there I was faced with a whole bunch of room mate disagreements and overly challenging classes. At the close of the semester I was faced with a problem. My best friends Kortney and Cindy were not placed in the same apartment with me for the next semester. Now I have never been good with change, but I learn to cope. There was no way that I could come close to being okay with this. The next stressor sent me over the edge. I had to figure out a way that we could all live together, but in each way I could think of someone would be upset with me. The feeling for me to move was inevitable, just finding the means was the hard part. Well it turned out that I was going to move, and it was time to move all my stuff over. My roommates had all been gone by that Friday morning so I was left alone the whole day, which didn't help my situation. Thank goodness Kortney came to the rescue. My anxiety was at an all time high, and if she hadn't come I don't know what would have happened. Now I arrived home and I was so happy to be there, but the thought of coming back still bothered me. I was tanning and spending lots of time with my family which calmed me down so much and put me back into a happy spot. The wednesday before I was to go back to school, I had gone tanning, and started to get a rash.. I thought it was just sun poisoning so I didn't go anymore, but didn't think anything of it. I started to scratch it and before I knew it, it had spread to my back and on my tummy, but only on the right side almost in a perfect line. Of course my first assumption was poison ivy, like oh my gosh what an idiot, who goes tanning with poison ivy, and just my luck that I would get it. I got to school thinking it would go away soon, but instead it kept getting worse. I decided I should go see the campus doctor to see what was up. The diagnosis was something that I had never heard of or expected... Shingles. The doctor explained that this is the adult form of the chicken poxs and since I had them as a child and hadn't receive the vaccination that it could be triggered by none other than STRESS. It followed a line because it goes along the nerve. Unfortunately, there is no cure I just have to wait until it goes away. They gave me calamine lotion for the itch and told me to take pain medicine, because little did I know it would start to be painful. Not until today did I start receiving sharp pains. I'm praying and hoping for the best. My family and friends are all shocked, because this is only common among older people. Now that I have gotten them, they will be easier and easier to get. My Mom informed me that there is a shot I can get, but it has to be completely healed.. which will take months. Hopefully I will not get stressed, because I seriously can't deal with this again. It is seriously the most uncomfortable thing ever. When they said stress wasn't good for you, they weren't kidding.