If there was a GIF (those 2 second videos on the internet) of me right now, it’d be me screaming profanities into a pillow … or me in a fetal position on the floor sobbing. “That’s fairly dramatic Steve, do you need a hug?” No. I need sun. I need spring weather. I am begging and praying (as we all are) for this weather to change. I just can’t take it anymore.
We all deal with anxiety in different ways. Weather is a good (non-biased) example of how stress can affect our moods and perspective. When I worked at the psych hospital in the early nineties, we were experimenting with different forms of lighting that simulated sunlight to counter SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder). These tools probably work somewhat – but nothing replaces great outside temps with full sun. My behavior without sun becomes growly and short. I become paranoid and overreact. “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference.” Two weeks, it’ll all be good in two weeks.
I wrote last week about everyone pitching in to help make this place financially successful through your ideas. You all are awesome in how you are pitching ideas and jumping in and helping out. I’m astounded as well with everyone thinking ahead on this weather and driving through the snow to be on time. People, throughout the decades that I’ve been here, have asked why I don’t move to a bigger hospital – you all are the reason why I never even considered looking. This is not a normal healthcare organization. We are so much more. We are caring. We are compassionate. We are fun. And most importantly, we are family. (*hug*)
Thanks – hang in there everyone (Steve) it’ll be good soon.
