Once this odd revelation about me being stress-proof came out, the topic shifted. Everyone wanted to know my secret, and to be honest, I did too. I offered that I drink too much and don't take care of myself. Everyone laughed and I had another sip of wine. Then everyone really started prodding me for answers. They asked what I did to keep stress at bay. It all felt odd because I haven't been sleeping well lately and I thought it was probably stress keeping me up. But no, loose as a goose. The real stress-heads in the bunch were starting to get insistent and since I really didn't have any insight I decided to fuck with them. I told everyone I just handle emotions better than everyone else because of my high emotional IQ. Someone called me a sociopath, we laughed. I had another sip of wine.
It went on like that for a while. Someone would ask me a question, I would give an answer with an air of superiority. Eventually, a few of them started getting a little upset or at least annoyed by my answers and attitude. I told them that they weren't really upset with me, they just didn't know how to cope with stress. That frustrated them more. I laughed and had another sip of wine.
When I got home I had an epiphany. I realized that the best way to deal with stress is by stressing everyone else out. That and drinking lots of wine.
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