So rediscovery of the day - I've got problems. Commitment issues, sharing my kid issues, cohabitation issues (I'm a very I like stuff a certain way, don't leave your effing shorts on the bathroom floor for two days), trust issues, communication issues, and emotional issues. Oh yeah I've got issues, I know this man! I'm working on it, it's slow going but you will be happy to know, progress is being made.
Yesterday was a day full of panic attacks, weepiness (I am so not a crier), and phone calls to my mom to try to help me stable my shit out, beings as I was at work and running to the bathroom every five minutes to wipe my eyes was totally inappropriate. And you know what, my mom is so bad ass she came to see me (she is the office manager so it wasn't too obvious she was there for me), she gave me a big hug and told me it was going to be all right. She listened while I cried about stupid stuff, and my ever present social/relationship insecurities. She didn't criticize, or make me feel like I was blowing it out of proportion. Hearing her voice, seeing her face, hugging her tight and telling her how much I missed our afternoon talks out on the back porch, it was exactly what my aching heart needed. I was calmer, in a better mood, and able to put some scattered things back into perspective. Mom's really are amazing, they have super powers, mine does. When I hurt, when I get bad news, when my life is spiraling, my first thought is always "I need my momma", seriously I'm thirty fricking years old, and I still have the I want my Mommy moments. I wonder if that will ever pass, or if the connection and comfort that parents offer is just irreplaceable. I want to always be that for Lala, and my mom told me she still has times where the only thing that will make her feel better is hearing her mom's voice. I am lucky to live close to my mom, she is my best friend, my hero, my momma.
Hug your Momma's today, for no other reason than you love them. A big hug, one that says, I love you and I will always need my mom. If you can't physically hug them call them and give a phone hug. Dad's too, not to be left out. My dad is, honestly, what I think all men should strive to be. He is the best man I have ever known, and I will always be my daddy's baby.
I know this is going to be super hard to believe (yeah okay) but I spent some time in therapy when I was younger. I was going through some really rough stuff, I think I was 21 or 22. This fidiot charged $250 dollars a friggin session....for real? I felt like more an idiot for paying that much money than for anything else going on in my life. There's some perspective for you. I realized fairly quickly that therapy wasn't for me, I am not a "talk about your problems" type of person, especially to a stranger that I have to pay to talk to. No thanks. Zoloft and a notebook acquire the same results for much cheaper. I have always "journaled", but even there I held back. I don't know why, I think I was afraid to be honest about my feelings even to myself. After "therapy" that changed. I started writing like it was a job. I have notebooks filled. Some pages just have random sentences and words, some are pages and pages filled with troubles and joys. I talk to these notebooks like a best friend that I know will never betray me. When they are full I lock them in my lock box to go back to later.
So there's my therapy. Zoloft, notebooks, and my mom. Maybe with all three on my side I can brave the relationship waters without causing too many tidal waves, there will almost definitely be a few. I wouldn't be me if I didn't cause a couple small disasters. Hopefully though I have found someone steadfast enough in New Beau that he can brave the waves and my special brand of crazy.
Keeping my finger's crossed,
Angel...that was a beautiful and very vulnerable post. I think you have more perspective than half the population.
ReplyDeleteWhen we can see the parts of us that we don't like, or that are mildly annoying, or that need to be changed; that is a huge step. You are conscious of it, and aren't just letting your vices lead you blindly through life.
There was a whole lot of bravery in that post too. Even though you may not agree. We all need someone to listen to us, we all need to be heard, and sometimes we just need to hear that everything is going to be okay when it seems like the walls are crashing in. Moms are good medicine, they know us best.
Seems for me, the really, really good stuff in life never comes easy. We have to work gosh darn hard for it, whether it be education, success, relationships and kids. But then it makes all that work worth it.
Wish I had some sage advice, but you know me, I'd be crying right along with ya in the bathroom:) So a big cyber hug sweetie! Everything will be great!
To me, you are a mirror. Not only because we are both drop dead gorgeous, but because we share the same anxieties and issues. The difference I guess is the fact that I have issues (yes, another "issue") with my mom.
ReplyDeleteI hope things turn out well for you and New Beau. If anything, you deserve true and lasting love and happiness.
Oh, and I do cry in the office too. That accounts for my frequent trips to the bathroom.
Thank you so much ladies!!!
ReplyDeleteCari - Girl, forget crying in the bathroom, we could blow off work and go get a Mai Tai. :-D I do see my issues, and I try to overcome them as best I can. I feel like I should find ways to better myself and my life everyday. For me and for Lala.
Staying positive is hard sometimes, but I truly believe if you think positively, and try to stay positive, positive things will happen.
I will be waiting for our teary eyed, Mai Tai moment. Lol
P.S. Can I just tell you my keys, and my friggin space bar are STILL only half working from the Lala keyboard fail. Ugh, I wonder how hard it is to replace a keyboard.
Pepper - Amen to that!! The drop dead gorgeous part especially. :-D
I am sorry to hear that you have issues with your mom. I can't imagine not being able to call my mom when things get all screwy. I hope that things get better in that area of your life.
You are absolutely right, we all deserve love and happiness!! I am also of the mind that we as moms deserve some goddess treatment and maybe a fully paid spa getaway like once a month. :-P He he, if I ever get New Beau swayed to my way of thinking I'll let you know how I did it.
Hope you ladies are having a fantastic week!!
Reading this made me want to cry. You know I love you and miss you, and things WILL work out, I promise you! (And I don't promise nothin' unless I mean it.) Tomorrow, I'm gonna call my grandma...and my mom...and my great-grandma...just to tell them I love them. Oh, and I'll tell your mom, my amazing mother-in-law, just how much I love her too. You'll probably get a phone call too. :)
ReplyDeleteI love you girly!
I hope you're feeling better now, Angel :)
ReplyDeleteHave a good weekend