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<blockquote data-quote="helpangel" data-source="post: 614765" data-attributes="member: 7170"><p>I'm sorry that you are sad today, seems I have more sad days then I care to admit lately. I don't think anyone here has the life they envisioned when they had their baby shower or got that call from the adoption agency. </p><p></p><p>I tend to just go thru the motions in life, acting like everything is fine when everything is far from fine. Then one day someone co-worker or lady at the gas station asks "how are you?" and instead of muttering "fine and you?" your bottom lip starts to wobble, you can't choke out words and you just lose it crying.</p><p></p><p>I use to never have time for what I referred to as "pity parties", just didn't have time or energy to do them. But not doing them took it's toll - developed an ulcer, starting having panic attacks, people avoided me, didn't have patience with my kids (got angry with them for not being perfect and even resorted to name calling).</p><p></p><p>I'm doing much better these days but it's taken a lot of work. I take an entire hour a day to myself - I'm closed unless someone is bleeding and needs a hospital I don't want to hear about it, don't want to talk on phone (voicemail can get this one)if notice school on caller ID I'll stop my timer to check the voicemail but that's about the only exception. </p><p></p><p>During my hour I go thru a big box of memorabilia and put it in another box as I go. Not just shifting it from one box to another but actually reading thru this stuff or looking at that old concert ticket and thinking about that concert who I was with, what that night was like... </p><p></p><p>Regardless of what is going on my 7th grade diary never fails to make me laugh- I can barely remember what Jim looked like back then but he is mentioned every single day. I know what he grew into and trust me when I say there isn't enough alcohol on the planet to make me want to be anywhere near him now but was ready to spend rest of my life with him when I was 12yo.</p><p></p><p>Not all my hours end in laughter many end in tears but going back thru the years all the times I thought were totally hopeless that I survived helps me to have the strength to deal with the now. By limiting myself to these thoughts an hour a day helps me to keep from getting buried in the misery.</p><p></p><p>My family they sweep things under the rug and try to pretend problems don't exist. My take on that is if keep sweeping things under the rug it creates a giant bulge preventing the door from opening thus imprisoning you. Anyone tells you to "suck it up" hasn't walked a mile in these moccasins.</p><p></p><p>So if nothing else understand I get it, I feel for you and you are not alone; when you are sad allow yourself to feel sad (for a limited time) but also think of the happy and count your blessings; for tonight you know where he is, that he is warm and has food. </p><p></p><p>Wishing you peace,</p><p>Nancy</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="helpangel, post: 614765, member: 7170"] I'm sorry that you are sad today, seems I have more sad days then I care to admit lately. I don't think anyone here has the life they envisioned when they had their baby shower or got that call from the adoption agency. I tend to just go thru the motions in life, acting like everything is fine when everything is far from fine. Then one day someone co-worker or lady at the gas station asks "how are you?" and instead of muttering "fine and you?" your bottom lip starts to wobble, you can't choke out words and you just lose it crying. I use to never have time for what I referred to as "pity parties", just didn't have time or energy to do them. But not doing them took it's toll - developed an ulcer, starting having panic attacks, people avoided me, didn't have patience with my kids (got angry with them for not being perfect and even resorted to name calling). I'm doing much better these days but it's taken a lot of work. I take an entire hour a day to myself - I'm closed unless someone is bleeding and needs a hospital I don't want to hear about it, don't want to talk on phone (voicemail can get this one)if notice school on caller ID I'll stop my timer to check the voicemail but that's about the only exception. During my hour I go thru a big box of memorabilia and put it in another box as I go. Not just shifting it from one box to another but actually reading thru this stuff or looking at that old concert ticket and thinking about that concert who I was with, what that night was like... Regardless of what is going on my 7th grade diary never fails to make me laugh- I can barely remember what Jim looked like back then but he is mentioned every single day. I know what he grew into and trust me when I say there isn't enough alcohol on the planet to make me want to be anywhere near him now but was ready to spend rest of my life with him when I was 12yo. Not all my hours end in laughter many end in tears but going back thru the years all the times I thought were totally hopeless that I survived helps me to have the strength to deal with the now. By limiting myself to these thoughts an hour a day helps me to keep from getting buried in the misery. My family they sweep things under the rug and try to pretend problems don't exist. My take on that is if keep sweeping things under the rug it creates a giant bulge preventing the door from opening thus imprisoning you. Anyone tells you to "suck it up" hasn't walked a mile in these moccasins. So if nothing else understand I get it, I feel for you and you are not alone; when you are sad allow yourself to feel sad (for a limited time) but also think of the happy and count your blessings; for tonight you know where he is, that he is warm and has food. Wishing you peace, Nancy [/QUOTE]
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