Stress & Regrets

Does this sound familiar, "If I only", "I can't take it", "Why can everyone else gain but not me", "This is not working", "I'll never change things", etc.? This is called regret and wishful thinking.

The word STRESS derives from the Latin word, strictus, meaning to draw tight. Stress means subject to physical or mental pressure, tension, or strain but this definition only gives us an understanding in the words present form. It gives us no real clue to solving this problem or the affects stress has on our lives, goals and successes in life.

I mention regret because this is a vital component of stress. Stress, in itself, is usually brought on by thoughts of past failures, an overwhelming feeling of anxiety because we feel we can't make it or we are somehow different than those who have succeeded.

When we base our goals at hand on past failures or even trying to tell the future, something all of us can relate to. I say telling the future because there are many times I will sit there in my irrational thought patterns believing no matter what I will do I will fail. Stress consumes me and becomes the catalyst for deficiency.

When stress builds in us it becomes cumulative and builds to massive proportions only infecting us with feelings of inadequacy and causing frustration and anger. Surface emotions for the discouragement and disappointments we have in ourselves for once again failing to make strides in our goals.

What does all this mean and what the fuck does it have to do with Penis Enlargement? Good question and I have an answer and that answer, as gay as it may sound, is acceptance.

We, as human beings, have a annoying habit of thinking we should know where we should be in life, what should be happening, and in our minds we have a vision of the way things are supposed to be, a way that is unattainable and unrealistic. I do not want to preach the Gospel as I know many of you may not embrace God as I do so I will put it to you like this.

To a large extent, we have no control over our situation. I mean we know the way we want it to be but usually it is so far from that it is pathetic. We find ourselves cursing God, the people around us, our past failures, money, our work, our relationships and other outside sources when really we are so off base when it comes to the blame of these unfortunate circumstances.

Taking it a step further, when things are going perfect, or our vision of what we believe to be perfect, we find ourselves feeling scared and insecure that we may lose this fortune. It is all very confusing when I lay it out like this but there is a greater point I am trying to forge here.

Stress is largely related to our issues with control. When things are not the way we think they should be we try to change these circumstances in a desperate frame of mind which only makes things worse. Think about playing BlackJack at the casino and losing tremendously. You get stressed out because you think you should be winning, not losing. You feel there is a greater force at work, a force that is out to get you, one that will fuck up your chances of winning and will ultimately cause you to loose everything. That is, unless you CONTROL the situation. This control comes in the way of sili bets, superstitious thoughts, and desperate measures, measures that will probably lead you to a greater failure.

When I become frustrated in life it is because believe I am being cheated somehow. I know the way things should be and they are not that way. But I have learned something that has given me a greater understanding of the various situations I find myself in. This knowledge has all but cured my stress and has allowed me to not only accomplish goals but lead a happier life.

The first thing I needed to realize is I have no control over the things around me. Sometimes I need to be in a shitty situation, sometimes I need to be alone, sometimes I need to fail, no make gains, be poor, struggle, lose friends, not make the grade, and many other hardships in life. When I am going through these things I know that there is a reason, a reason greater than my puny human mind could ever understand, at least while I am suBathmateerged in the hardships. Inevitably I always see the greater meaning, the reason why I had to suffer, the reason why I had to endure what I did and that is the greater goal.

What is the greater goal? This is a goal we have no clue about, it is what faith is made of. It is subscribing to the school of suffering and taking notes, learning, studying, and making strides in life that not our teach me but give me knowledge and wisdom to become a better person.

If you people heard some of the shit I have had to go through, things I am sure pale next to some of the things some of you may be dealing with, but one thing that has always materialized for me, a manifestation that has always dazzled and amazed me is the gifts I receive for my tenacity.

Life is not a game, it is a school that offers infinite wisdom if we are willing to let down the walls, accept what we can't change, do whatever we can to make things happen. Most of all life is about solecism, failures, regrets and oversight's. It is what makes us dreamers, it is the shit success is made of if we are willing to be a student to it's teachings.

Remember this next time you are about to give up, God never gives us a cross we can not carry.

Wonderful....Words I would have wished to say to everyone but feared getting my head bitten off...thanks DLD for the insight. I am glad to be a believer, and thats me.

When we find ourselves in the middle of a Penis Enlargement session and there is a stress factor, some kind of desperation that is negative, it is time to stop and re-focus. A bigger penis is not going to happen today, fuck it might not happen for a minute but this is where the turmoil lives. The frustration in a lack of gains usually manifests itself mid-session. We think, "What's the point, after all I don't look any bigger. As a matter of fact I have no gained in a while, so why do I go on?" This is in no way a unique feeling, we all think and feel this way. As negative as what I am about to say sounds, there is no point. In fact you should give up, throw in the towel and get a new hobby as a stressful Penis Enlargement session will produce non of what you want and all of what you don't.

Have you ever finished a Penis Enlargement session and actually felt smaller. Pissed off and resentful. You probably think to yourself, "I hate DLD, fucking liar, I hate MoS, I hate all of Penis Enlargement, I should just quit":D The DLD part I added but my point is you probably are smaller after a stressful session due to the effect the stress has on your body.

I remember measuring in a stressful frenzy in my second year. I think I was about 9" then and I really fucked this measurement and my penis up this horrific day. Take special notice and please read between the lines as the original post will come full circle in the explanation of this morning and the events that proceeded it.

I sat in the bathroom in a motel Jen and I were staying at because our apartments was being remodeled by the landlord. I was out of my natural, comfortable surroundings, and I decided to go and measure. I went to the bathroom, sat on an unfamiliar toilet and measured. I came up a half inch short. I retried, came up an inch short. The more I measured, the more stressed out I became and the smaller my penis measured. In my mind, a terrible place to be when stress sits in, my penis was miniscule visually.

As minutes became close to an hour I was almost in tears, desperately trying to figure out what the fuck happened. I was preparing to make a thread on Thunderplace and Peforum announcing that my penis was now 2" long.

With sweat dripping down my forehead, penis in hand, tongue sticking out the side of my mouth due to deep concentration, penis in one hand and wooden ruler in the other, with my eyes tightly closed I decided to give it one more try and stop this obsessive, compulsive cycle of insanity. I dug the ruler into my pubic bone, pulled my flaccid penis as far as I could and I slowly opened my eyes. I did this slowly because I was praying that the measurement would be 9" and everything would go back to normal. As I was saying to myself, "please God, please God" I opened my eyes and all I saw was red.

Nothings brings an OCD freak out of an attack like the sight of blood. My stomach sank and I had visions that I had ripped my penis off and I should proceed directly to suicide. Those wire clothes lines in motel bathroom could serve a greater purpose.

After getting my head straight and I saw beyond the blood I noticed not only did my penis measure 9" but it was even longer. WTF did I do? My penis was still connected to my body but there was blood and a nagging stinging from the under side of my cock.

I flipped over my penis and saw that I had torn my frenulum completely off. There was about a quarter inch separation between my glans and my shaft that was not there before. I freaked out, I did not know what the hell I would do, where I would go, who could possibly help me. I was at the critical end of STRESS and my future telling skills became moronically precise, or should I say perfectly inaccurate.

After cleaning myself off I went out to tell Jen. She suggested I go to the doctor, I went to Bib (Bigger) He gave me some incredible advice, I followed it and after 2 weeks I was in good shape and Penis Enlargement'ing once again. (I summarized this as there is a thread about this injury and it's remedies within the forum.)

Over this 2 weeks of penile therapy I was frustrated that I could not do Penis Enlargement. I was filled with regrets about what I had done and I was desperately trying to figure out what I did to deserve being put in this fucked up situation. I saw no benefit to my situation, I saw no potential growth as my stress was around the situation I was suBathmateerged in.

I was so off base and so typically human in the way I was thinking as some of the greatest strides in my Penis Enlargement happened within the struggled of that 2 weeks.

The 14 days I spent researching an idea I was playing with for a few months before. An idea that not only got me to my current size but gave me the entire life I enjoy today because of the way things worked out. Remember this was not my control it was the force of the world around me and the God I believe in and his plans for me. Soon after this catastrophe DLD Blasters were implemented and thousands of guys enjoyed length gains, including myself. The development of DLD Blasters gave me the confidence to explore other areas of Penis Enlargement and eventually led me to the development of MoS and the life I have today

I hope that brought it full circle.

DLD - I decided long ago to not regret decisions I make or actions I take. I can't live in the past. Right now I'm more comfortable with myself than I have ever been in my life (yeah, yeah. so why the hell did I start Penis Enlargement this week?). Changing any decision in the past would so significantly change who I am today. I honestly hope that the Penis Enlargement works for me, but if not I'm okay with it. Life is about dealing with the events that happen to us. Just gotta look forward and not get to wrapped up with the past.

doublelongdaddy said:

Remember this next time you are about to give up, God never gives us a cross we can not carry.

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AMEN!!!

I'm with you on this D

DLD you are a really smart man.

I use to have ocd when i was younger.

wow this is one deep and inspirational thread.

Good post. Some people get too attached to their goals and it creates frustration. If somebody decides to Penis Enlargement he should do it for sake od Penis Enlargementing and do it as good as he can. He should make himself a master of Penis Enlargement. Bigger dick should be kind of nice side effect not the ultimate and only goal.

Very inspirational thread. It reminds of this: "I can't, HE can, so let him."

As insightful as this thread is... it almost seems slightly discouraging.

dfurs660 said:

As insightful as this thread is... it almost seems slightly discouraging.

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Not in my eyes. The way I see it is that it's like a physical/spiritual law of the universe--the more you want something, the harder it is to achieve--sometimes. It's almost like you can want it TOO MUCH, and so you send out bad vibes, karma, whatever. By letting go, accepting where you're at, and letting God do the work, it will happen, in HIS time, not ours. That's the way I interpreted DLD's story. Just my take on it.

damn. i kid you not i have been thinking the past two days to ask you about this very issue you addressed! i wanted to ask you if you ever feel/how do you deal with those times it's just not happening, times when you believe your penis is shrinking, the session today just isn't happening and everything is going wrong, penis is limp all day and nothing you do will at least fluff it up but when you go to stretch it gets hard on you, days when you do even more work maybe because you get aggravated and you pull pull pull gritting teeth in rage with tears coming down and you feel like you're fighting an invisible foe, you feel so lost and alone that even though the lights in your house are the same intensity as they've always been your surroundings seem less dimly lit and slightly askew like everything around you is a little distant or something i'm not exactly sure how to explain it, it's like you're in mourning... and so on.

as i read through your post i went ...i already knew what you said but i/everyone can lose perspective and it's good to hear(read) someone say it. you beat me to it, answering things i 'intented' to ask you about before asking, even if it's 3 months old. thanks for doing what you do.

thanks to kdogg, too, for finding this thread and replying, which bumped it where i could see it :s

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Not in my eyes. The way I see it is that it's like a physical/spiritual law of the universe--the more you want something, the harder it is to achieve--sometimes. It's almost like you can want it TOO MUCH, and so you send out bad vibes, karma, whatever. By letting go, accepting where you're at, and letting God do the work, it will happen, in HIS time, not ours. That's the way I interpreted DLD's story. Just my take on it.

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IF YOU KEEP THINKING BOUT THE BUMP IN THE ROAD YOUR GONNA HIT IT, GOOD OR BAD.

What a thread, hits all the nails right on the head.

No stress and no regrets. It makes a lot of sense.

When I started P.E. over two years ago, my only goal was to get my rock-hard woodies back and to get off the Viagra. I followed what a dozen sites recommended as a beginner's routine, very much like the one DLD followed.

I really had no goals in mind and wasn't even focused on getting a bigger penis. Within a month of jelqing and kegeling LIIIIIKE CRAAAAAZY, the eleven o'clock woody was back--after many, many years. Holy fuck!! I felt like a teenager again!!

And I was having a ball!! No anxiety, no goals, no stress. And surely, no regrets!!

The sites all said to give it at least two to three months to see gains in size, so I did, out of curiosity, more than anything.

Month three rolled around and low and behold, I started to gain in length AND girth. Month four was UNREAL!! I gained rapidly throughout that month and into month five. What a turn-on!! My big dick was getting bigger, thicker, longer, and heavier. I could see and feel the difference.

That was it. I was off to the races. I joined the forums after month five to share my success, and I'm still at it two years later.

Of course, I'm not gaining now like I did during the first five months, but I still continue to have growth spurts, especially in flaccid gains.

But I've never had a goal nor do I ever intend to set one up. I just continue to approach P.E. as an act of faith.

They said, "Do this, and you'll get these results, sooner or later." This has worked for me and continues to work for me. So why should I stop now?

No Stress!!! No Regrets!!!