Here's the thing...when
I don't want to deal with any of it. I don't want to deal with life. And, it becomes easier to hide my head in the sand and pretend that none of it exists.
The problem with that? It does exist. The sun still comes up in the morning and it still sets in the evening regardless of whether or not I can see it due to the clouds of life that cover it. I can close my eyes and sleep until morning, but life will still be there.
The hardest part of being in this mode is that I begin getting flooded with thoughts that really aren't true. "I'm a terrible mother. The girls would be happier if..." "I'm not really loved. He'd be happier if..."
And that's the other part of this "handle any and everything"...the happiness of others. I'm holding all of this together...I'm making it work, but wait! Everyone doesn't seem to be happy. The heck with it!
Somewhere in all of it...I let myself get lost. I'm drowning in life and I'm gasping for air.
And for the first time ever, I have someone who helped me see that. Someone who let me talk it out, let me get those thoughts out and really figure out what was at the heart of the problem.
Why am I writing about it? Well, because I think we all get this way sometimes. We just don't know where to begin or have just the right person to pull it out of us.
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