Overwhelm

I am not used to being in the overwhelm state as so many of my friends and acquaintances have shared with me. I liken it to shin splints I didn’t have a clue what they were like until I was inflicted with them, and then I knew the feeling intimately as no book could describe.

Taking psychology online has intimated this “state of being” as part of the human condition and I just thought it was just psychobabble or worse yet an invention of the mind of liberals that had to have an explanation of every feeling real or imagined. I still think that it is not a real condition and that it is indeed a manufactured malady but it does seem to move me to a degree of paralysis. However, I think I have found the cure. It is simply a matter of asking myself questions as to what it is that is keeping me up at night or in the pre dawn hours the werewolves gathering at my bed chamber.
Today I enumerated two things that are on my mind and with that revelatory admission my suspended animation of fear if you will was brought down to the size of a very small monster that I can leash and if not tame then take the legs out from underneath it so as to make it immobile.
Overwhelm, one might even revel in its charm like it was a legal excuse to be pardoned for inactivity, procrastination and sloth. Although I don’t think the pharmacology industry has invented a pill for such a condition although I may be wrong on that account. If you just mention it in mixed company you will get nods of recognition of those that have felt this way even though the condition for each individual must have had different affects on their psyche.
Although as a sober man this state is conquerable simply by putting one foot in front of the other. No guarantee of results but the deleterious affects of foreboding will disappear.