On Nov 5, 2026, Shawn said:
I used to work at a job that I hated. I was so miserable that I would stress so badly that I would give myself ulcers.
That bad!
Before I finally had enough and quit, I’d write to help ease the stress.
I maintain several blogs and writing has always been a favorite non-fitness activity of mine.
I bet I’d write like 5 big blog posts a day back then. Each one being 2K to 5K words long.
Writing still helps me. It gives me a dopamine hit. I get excitement, even as I write them post.
I’ll never let AI take that from me; I love it too much!
The bit about the ulcers really strikes me; I’ve certainly experienced plenty of hatred, stress, and rage myself, yet I never developed an ulcer. That’s really rough for you. It’s a good thing that writing, at least, provided you with a fair amount of relaxation—mentally, anyway—even if it wasn’t quite as much as you truly needed. But just imagine what might have become of you if you hadn’t written; you would have literally exploded with rage.