….Memory, it turns out, is one of the major factors mediating the dialogue between sensation and emotional experience. Our memories of past experience become encoded into triggers that act as switchers on the rail of psychoemotional response, directing the incoming train of present experience in the direction of one emotional destination or another…..
…..you may feel nausea or the urge to defecate…..
may I digress and relate a personal experience which I still remember, and still when I am choosing a book at a library prompts me to want to defecate. When I was in the first grade in St.Alphonsus, elementary school, Greenpoint Bklyn, 1943?, my Catholic school had no library. My mother walked me to the public library in Greenpoint and showed me how to choose a book in the children’s library, and got me a library card. Later she urged me to go to the public library and take out my own books. I was told I could take out 5 books at one time, and thinking more was better, I went and chose 5 books to take out. When I went to check out the books at the librarian’s desk, she asked me what school I went to. I told her and she questioned me why I don’t take books out of the Catholic school’s library. I told her my school did not have a library. She looked through the books I had chosen and she said to me, “I don’t think you will read all these books”. I told her I would try. She said why don’t you just take out 2 or 3 for now and we will see if you read them? I said ok and went home with only 3 books. I told my mother and she went to the Public Library, me in tow to chew out the head librarian. Today, 73 yrs later?, I still feel like going to the bathroom as soon as I walk into the #portorange public library. — much more I can tell you, but you already know too much about me. — lol, hank springer
….In other words, chronic unrelenting stress can change the stress response itself. And it can change other hormone systems in the body as well….
….In other words, we register stress literally in our bones….
I am sorry, but here I go again. I worked a decade in the US Post Office and hated it. When I left, for months afterwards I felt like I was feeling some kind of poison being released from my shoulder bones. Really- I am not looking for sympathy. This was reality for me, and perhaps for you too – hank springer
I had great stress a year and a half ago, but it had nothing to do with a library or Post office. My stress of a year and a half ago is another story which I have already told. — hank springer