Steady As She Goes?

I've decided I don't cope well with changing situations beyond mere survival. The instability of my life has taken a huge toll. Having averaged a move every six months, I've had to be ready for almost anything. It's incredibly stressful, but I've proven I can take it.

Now that things have stabilized and I've set root for the next fifteen years, maybe I can get settled in for the long haul within a reasonable amount of time? I receive enough stress from the work I do, going from big fish in a small pond to being the smallest fish in the current pond.

This is the kind of thing I've had to grapple with for years. Strange to think that when I was in my best shape, I had almost no stress. You know you're walking a different line when your mom can't use grounding as an effective punishment. That's a funny story.

Given the fact that grounding usually means you're restricted from going out of the house, it never had any effect on me. I would play video games. IF I was restricted from that, I would write at the computer. If I was restricted from the computer, I would either read a book or write in a notebook. That was never taken away from me, for obvious reasons.

The technique changed. My mother found that she could ground me to being outdoors as an effective punishment while my brothers were kept inside. It worked because I didn't know what to do. True to my reputation, though, I managed to adapt. This was when I was around eleven years of age.

By the time I was 15, grounding just didn't work since I actually craved being outdoors, but was still quite comfortable staying indoors if I had to. Although, it has always been difficult to make that first step into a different situation or environment.

As of last week, I have regular outdoor engagements that take up my time. While I used to mow my grandparents' lawn those many years ago, I have my own yard to take care of now. And that's going to be a huge project, from the look of it.