I know it sounds bad. Most people opt for as stress-free life as possible. "How can you operate? How do you not break down? How can you be so calm when everything is basically falling apart?" and to be honest, I do break down. Often. Just like any and everyone else does.
I know my brain. I know if I let up, it'll fail me. I'll fail me. At this point in my life, I refuse to fail myself.
I spent a good portion of my youth numbing my brain and ostensibly not feeling stress because...well, I wouldn't let myself feel anything emotionally or physically. and isn't that so much worse? I would rather be in a constant state of panic than to ever allow myself to be numb to the world. It means I can feel. It means I care.
Anyways, stress isn't a bad thing in my mind- don't we all stress our bodies as rope bottoms? Don't we all test ourselves to see what we can do? How we break? How we put ourselves back together?
BDSLR sent me a few images from a few weeks (or maybe months, I stopped keeping track of time when it comes to his editing ;). All I could think of when I got the images was "Look at all this stress I'm under. Look at me survive it."