This post will deal with the wonderful topic of pressure. I bet none of us react to it quite the same way, but I'll tell you what it does to me. 

Degree 1. No pressure

Ehm, this means I basically do nothing. As in, absolutely nothing. I can kill time over weeks with just reading books I've already read. Probably not healthy. 

Degree 2. Light pressure

This one is like...okay, there's some pressure, but I'm still more or less in control of what I want to do, how to do it, and when to do it. Perfectly fine, and probably very healthy. This is like my boyfriend telling me that I probably have to eat. 

Degree 3. Medium pressure

Okay, so this is where I'm still fine, but I'm likely to get a bit stressed out.  Mostly, this is the stage where I put pressure on myself. Might not even be a real deadline to think of in the future, more of a perceived one. 

Degree 4. Quite a lot of pressure

Deadlines, not sure if I'll meet them, not sure if I want to meet them, not sure what I'll do if I don't meet them. I'm likely to cry out FUDGE once in a while. But, all in all, it's still managable. 

Degree 5. High fudging pressure

Not fun anymore, and I stop doing everything that isn't essential. I come up with reasons for not doing something just to save my sanity. This is the time when: work pile up, writing goes to hell, people get impatient, my partner tells me to calm down, my mom increase the pressure even more, and I'm more or less a mess. This is giving up stage. 

Then, by some miracle, I manage to rise from the ashes with a bitch-ass attitude that I'll handle anything coming my way. 

Queen-up everyone! Pressure isn't here to kill us. It's here to be conquered and ruled. Don't let it overwhelm you <3