You guys I know... I’m trying my very best. I’m doing all I can. Everything is in place. So I sit and be. I know. But it hurts. I feel like I’m dissolving into the ground. Im barely making it. Brain won’t relax. Thinking of what if or I should in case.
I went off benzos a week ago. I’m still very screwed up feeling from withdrawal. Or maybe this kind of how it will feel without,... well then...
My youngest, 9, is going through hell in 4th grade. I recall going through hell in forth too. Omg. Well. The orientation for starting him in therapy is tomorrow and I’m keeping him off of virtual school ... you guys ... he gets so overwhelmed like me ... but he also gets very angry along with the frustration of hating school and he has a long way to go ... I try to find fun parts of school with him but he doesn’t see it that way. I try to validate how he is feeling. You feel how you feel. I understand the best I can. And I’m a lot like him. But I’m not able to know exactly what to do to help. I thought he needed me to back off some so I helped less and it seemed to work great but now I find he has a ton of stuff he hasn’t done in school which brings him more stress. So I have to kind of move in again. And then I get too involved maybe and I do myself in with stress so bad I am in a place that I feel like I am loosing my mind in.
I know none of this will last. I know is my son is resilient. I am resilient. I have to believe in better days, sun snd breeze on my face. Help. I need help. I can’t do all that I feel I need to do so my list of what I need to do needs chopping.
I called my therapist today and left messages but she never called back.
I’m going to watch a movie called Cake. It’s about someone who Jennifer Aniston plays who is in pain. I think seeing pain will help me deal with my own. I’m in a lot of discomfort as I try to call it and I try not to get to suffering because we can have a discomfort but we make it into suffering ourselves. I’m afraid that my sons teacher piling on the work and he not doing well emotionally/ mentally while in school ( he does awesome when the computer for school is turned off ; he is his sweet funny awesome amazing self) and just how I’m perceiving a things right now because of going off meds is nudging me to a breaking point.
My body is trying to tell me to rest I think too, and I won’t or the anxiety won’t listen. I can barely eat thank God I started sleeping most nights again recently. But I’m still a mess. But you know sometimes life does get us messy.