I haven't been stressed for awhile now. Like, no severe aaaargh crises or painful decision making. So there's no reason that I should be having physical trouble breathing deeply.
I figured it out. My mom gave me this 6-pack of Puffs tissues with Bicks in them, er, I mean Vicks, and they claim to be "Vicks-scented." Also known as infested with fucking Vicks. Picture sniffing Vicks every day for 2 months. Well, by blowing my nose in these tissues at a decent rate for the beginning of the spring semester, my chest got used to them. Vicks is supposed to relax your chest, and that's what it does. Now, however, I'm experiencing withdrawal. No, there's no fucking way I want to inhale Vicks ever again, but my chest can't seem to relax on its own and allow me to breathe in deeply when I want to. This is fucking aggravating and I only just figured out the connection between these tissues (which I stopped using about two weeks ago, maybe three) and my inability to breathe deeply. You can't use medicine for a long time without getting dependent on it, usually. Stupid Vicks. Stupid fucking Puffs. I sent them an angry letter, and I hope they read it. Oh, and lastly, stupid me for continuing to use them and not going out and buying other tissues when the concept of inhaling a heavy scent of Vicks whenever I blew my nose already bothered me.
Right now I'm going to try inventing breathing exercises and exercising a lot on my own in order to get the power of deep breathing back. Any suggestions?
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