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I feel like I am holding my breath. I've made it through 4 days and have 3 to go. If I don't think too much about anything for very long I might just make it. This is how it feels anyway. Like there is this pending doom lurking just outside of my vision waiting for me to let my guard down. I guess this is why it feels like I am holding my breath in between sessions because if I breath then I relax and if I relax then I think and if I think then I will feel and I've had enough of that this week already. I had an especially hard 24hrs about which I still can't think of a good description for or I would have mentioned it earlier. In order to continue with life I have settled into a semi-depression so that I can function and get things done and put a good face on. You know the one. The face that is just pleasant enough that nobody asks you if there is something wrong but not so pleasant that it is obvious you're faking it. If people ask me how I am doing or if there is something wrong I feel guilty lying to them but I've tried being more truthful and it just kind of freaks people out. Anyway, I am rambling. I've got about 10 minutes before hubby gets home and my daughter for once isn't hanging on me. It is hard to have her glued to my side all of the time but I totally understand where she is coming from and I want to give her as secure of an attachment as I can. It makes me feel a little better doing that for her. It isn't all day because I work full time but when we are home I just try to be really attuned to her. (The T lingo is really starting to rub off on me it seems.) My own longing for safety and attachment are probably almost as keen as hers. I really don't want her to have to go through this as an adult. It is just way too painful. I know she'll have her own issues to deal with but I guess I don't want her to have this one if I can help it. (Don't worry, I am not obsessing over this and going overboard although it sounds a little like that. Probably because I am describing the feelings more than the actual actions. I do try to maintain balance and no she doesn't get my attention every single time she wants it, that is just not possible.) So here is my rant for the week. I didn't want to be the only one without a rant-post. My rant isn't anger so much as melancholy. I suck at anger and have no idea how to express it and "get it out" ya'll are much better "ranters" so maybe if I keep reading I will learn. (My daughter loves to say "patience my young padawan" cracks me up every time. Her and my hubby are huge Star Wars fans.) See, I'm feeling better already. Wow, there really is something to this ranting thing!
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