I have a doctors appointment this morning by way of phone call. I think I’ve hidden my depression for so long that it feels as if I’ve opened a jack in the box. I released all the pain and guilt and anxiety and stress and my vulnerability into the world and now it’s exploded. I can’t put the lid back on the jack in the box. And now I feel to much! I’m trying to hold on to some sort control in my life and create a path forward through all of these messy and intense feelings that I’ve allowed to surface.
I grew up in a home where there was a lot of abuse, physical, sexual mental, the whole gambit. I grew up with two sisters, and a brother, and all of us have a slightly different version of our childhood, but much is extremely similar. I learned from a very young age to love and care about people who are broken. People who are coming into your life that bring pain. People you love anyways and always, because there are so many gray areas in life. I was taught to allow gray areas, murky waters as the same people also loved me and cared about me, this is just how love is. People who love you hurt you and do awful things sometimes to you, but you put up with that because they love you. You understand their pain and hurt and their brokenness because you can relate and so you allow these people into your life because you know them and they are familiar to you.
I’m 59 I’ve had so much counselling in my life group counseling, one on one counseling, sexual abuse counseling. I believe in counseling, so why am I still so messed up at 59 years old? How am I here? How did I allowed us? why am I not OK, I brought my son up to reach for counselling which he does. How did I walk through the last six of the years of my life denying my feelings, hiding it and just holding on day-to-day to get to where I am now why. I don’t expect any of you to answer this out there are these are just thoughts in my head that I’m releasing onto paper Just to release them. Thank you for listening.