Trying to please so many people can definitely cause a lot of stress.
This whole Puff Daddy thing has taken a toll on me.
Why do we work so hard to feel so terrible.
I don't deal at all well with the relative amount of stuff I have to face already.
I don't know about the rest of you, but I feel pressed and tense almost every day of my life about something or other. And I think it's the one thing, as I look into people's eyes, that I think I share with almost everybody.
You can't go over every beat, every second, and worry about how you can do it better - it'll eat you alive.
There are plenty of brilliant people who are too stressed out to read challenging literary novels.
Every time I'm shooting a movie I want to kill myself. Because I don't see the light in the end of the tunnel.
We often hear of people breaking down from overwork, but in nine out of ten they are really suffering from worry or anxiety.
I feel the pressure.
I get stressed out really easily.
I don't like touring and it seemed to be getting on top of me in a big way.
I went through absolute stress and mayhem. I couldn't go out, because people were constantly on my back all the time.
People get so stressed and nervous and mad.
The constant attention is what is so difficult.
I have done so many things and the pressure is so great. I am sure I have been a good deal dehumanized.
I think the stress will kill me. I think it will be the stress.
The land of burnout is not a place I ever want to go back to.
I found myself trying to be all things to all people. I felt a tremendous sense of responsibility and the pressure of expectation.
Too much tension can do bad things to you.
I become mad when I work. It's like a fever that grows; I don't need to choose just one thing.
I would sit in class, and I would just cry. Like I don't even know why. It wasn't my school's fault. It wasn't anyone's fault. I just didn't like the environment. I totally had too much on my plate. At this point I wasn't even doing YouTube yet, mind you.
I think women can relate to the feeling that we're internalizing too many demands, and we're trying to be good at everything, but one day, we're going to snap.
I was running from one problem or place to another, with no time left to study, or sleep, or just breathe. I felt pulled in all directions, fighting to keep all these obligations circling in the air above me. It was only a matter of time before something fell.
Stress is something that is sort of out of your control. You get stressed out over looking at the finish line. Stress is something that is an outside thing. Stress is an anxiety.
It's my job, but I think it is too much.