It's morning, you're late, and you have about 1,743 things on your to-do list. You tell yourself not to freak out, then laugh out loud hysterically (yes, you get weird looks from people walking by) because obviously you're going to freak out and then you're going to worry about the time you're wasting while freaking out when you should be using that time to check at least one item off your list of 1,743 things. You're stressed. Perpetually. It's kind of your "thing." If you're seldom able to find your chill, then you can relate to some harsh realities that people who are always stressed out face on a daily basis. The struggle is real.