Headache+Poem

= Oh Stress. For what do I owe this joyous visit? = Stress. You obligate me to relieve myself from you through means that mean me harm. Stress, for what do I owe this joyous visit? A visit in which you evoke the "fight or flight" response. where I am forced to think quickly, alert and focused.

Stress creates more stress and that stress creates more stress and that stress creates your stress and that stress creates distress and that stress earned you a mistress of unhealthy habits.

I was stressed so I took to smoking and of course my good friends jibed "you must be joking!" The nicotine left me feeling better than ever, that is until withdrawal, however.

I was stressed so I took to caffeine, Coffee and tea became morning routine, but without it I crashed, left with brain cells smashed.

I was stressed so I took to hard drugs I mingled with junkies, stoners, and thugs. My seratonin system blew a fuse and led me on my way to booze.

I was stressed so I took to drinking, relief arrived and stress began shrinking, but my blood vessels dilated and blood flow deflated.

I was stressed so I started over-eating. If I were on a diet, I was definitely cheating. MSG and nitrates started giving me headaches so I stopped eating so many frosted flakes.

I was stressed and I started skipping meals. My diet became unbalanced, like a car missing wheels. My blood sugar hit the floor and I couldn't take it anymore.

Epinephrine, Epinephrine can I run far enough away? Why. Oh why, must you hyperexcite my brain cells every day?

Stress. To waht do I owe this visit? Have I provoked you in my attempts to flee you? Were you invited by my unhealthy habits?