@La_chica_gomela, some things don’t have to be done. That is always going to be true.
If fluthering and other diversions are giving you a break, that’s good. If they are adding to your woes, then you have to think of what they cost you for the benefit you gain. Perhaps you need smaller but deeper rest stops.
I used to stress about my job a lot—heavy load, rushed deadlines, lots of pressure, high-tech madness. But now I say this to myself: “It’s just a job.”
I have to say that even more firmly now that everyone is so worried about getting laid off. I am very likely to, myself. But I will be worse off if I have stressed myself to breaking than if I maintain some detachment and take it as it comes. I have a plan B, but even if I didn’t, I would not be willing to let a job loom so large in my life that it could make me sick.
The other thing I say is, “They can’t hurt me.” They can deprive me of my livelihood, yes, but that’s about it. So there is really nothing to fear.
I wrote elsewhere here about my manager’s actually coaching me to lighten up. After several months, I caught on, and I don’t stress any more. I have learned to be detached and not get who I am confused with what I do. There aren’t many such managers in this world; I had one of the best.
However, some job stresses can’t be managed. My sister recently described to me a work situation of utter and total overwhelm, where as a recent hire she was the only weekend nurse on duty, charged with administering meds to nursing home patients on many prescriptions with complicated instructions. She went like crazy all day, alone and without relief, nonstop, and was unable to get through all of them. She said it was truly like her worst nightmare. After one day of that, she quit. Nothing I do has ever been important enough to have someone’s life depending on it.