I feel like a broken record every time I say something about not being okay. As tired as you may be of hearing me say it, I am definitely way more tired of feeling it. I'm tired, haven't been sleeping, still feel like I am absolute crap at my job and my emotions are kind of all over the place. I know it is a result of the time of year. Chante's birthday on the 19th and moms on the 30th. And on top of all of that, losing my uncle was hard. Right now I am finding it increasingly difficult to distract myself enough to forget about whatever inner turmoil is rolling around in my head.
Being where I am helps. Its quiet and beautiful and lets me think. It also doesn't judge me when I cry. For the first time since they died, I allowed myself to break. It was a few months ago, and since then I have let go a few tears which is a feat in and of itself. I had built this emotional wall inside my head that I have now allowed to crumble a bit. Sometimes I wish I hadn't, because occasionally I get a bit overwhelmed by feeling too much. It is a strange double edged sword or a fine line walked between being emotionally stunted and a teary blubbering idiot.
Someday I will get it figured out. Or not. Who knows. Right now I would be content just knowing where I belong. There are so many ways this summer could play out, but I am desperately afraid of making the wrong decisions and disappointing everyone. If I do what I can to make everyone else happy, I become miserable. *sigh* Can someone else just make the choices for me?
I'm also struggling with not being able to fix everything for everyone. It is the mother-hen instinct. I have the need to try and make every other persons problem to go away. It takes my mind off of my own problems. The problem I am running into is knowing HOW to make others problems go away. I can't, and I hate that I can't.
Despite how it sounds, life really is getting better. The mountains, clean air and these people are good for the soul. Two steps forward and one step back is still forward progress. Right? I'm getting there little by little. In the words of Shakespeare... Once more unto the breach dear friends!!
Someday I will get it figured out. Or not. Who knows. Right now I would be content just knowing where I belong. There are so many ways this summer could play out, but I am desperately afraid of making the wrong decisions and disappointing everyone. If I do what I can to make everyone else happy, I become miserable. *sigh* Can someone else just make the choices for me?
I'm also struggling with not being able to fix everything for everyone. It is the mother-hen instinct. I have the need to try and make every other persons problem to go away. It takes my mind off of my own problems. The problem I am running into is knowing HOW to make others problems go away. I can't, and I hate that I can't.
Despite how it sounds, life really is getting better. The mountains, clean air and these people are good for the soul. Two steps forward and one step back is still forward progress. Right? I'm getting there little by little. In the words of Shakespeare... Once more unto the breach dear friends!!
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