So its been a while since I’ve shared tmi (tmi=too much information, a favorite web acronym of mine) here, so at the risk of being far too honest, I thought I’d post a bit about where I’m at.
As I’ve been stabilizing more and more emotionally (and I really have been more and more thank God!), I’ve been starting to feel more competent to look at my self, look at my life and try to sort of take hold of what is happening inside of me, and what has happened to sort of bring me to the place I’m at. (I’m sure I’ve said this before) The depression I struggle with is no doubt something chemical and genetic, but at the same time, I know that there are so many things that I CAN do to make my self more healthy emotionally. I’m really trying to face those things and get my self to the best starting point I can possibly be in.
It’s interesting though, the way that even when I think I am being completely in control and proactive, how I can still totally be oblivious about myself!
These past few weeks I’ve been taken by surprise at the memories and emotions that are coming back to me that I’ve been holding on to since I was a little girl. It all started very strange, when I found my self having a really hard time focusing on the here and now. I felt like a constant zig-zag, like I was trying to get things done, but I was miss firing and aiming the wrong angle, and then over compensating the other way…. so to get any thing done, rather than a usual straight line, my brain was thinking in a sequence of zigzags…. does that make sense?… I guess it really didn’t, that’s the point!
Then physically I just got very agitated… restless and irritated and… on alert…. its like I couldn’t find calm. I was getting dizzy, having odd physical symptoms… feeling panicky, and dread… its like the feeling you’d have if you just accidentally flushed 1000 dollars down the toilet and were being hunted by a man eating snake… only you didn’t know what you’d done wrong OR what was coming to get you… you just knew that there was something it was awful. It really did take me a few weeks to figure out that what I needed most was to I took a deep breath and just think about what was going on inside my head… it is really sort of unnerving the flood of emotions that are beneath all of my distracted-ness and when I stop trying to NOT feel it, it is so present that I hardly can distinguish what I feel now from what I was feeling way back then…
Its kind of amazing, the way that I can find myself suddenly feeling so small all over again. In my appointment last week, as we were talking about it all I could like seriously feel myself shrinking down in the big overstuffed chair I was sitting in. Just one flash of a reminder and there I am, my little self, my dangly legs can’t touch the floor, the arm of the chair felt so big all of the sudden, and I’m shrinking into a 10 year old. I could see myself sitting there, that little girl trying to deal with a big, world trying to make sense of things she didn’t understand…
It’s almost too much to even type out… and it’s pretty clear that this is going to be a huge process for me. Figuring it out, finding some peace, learning how to sort of just… let myself, even my “little self”, BE…
Honestly, more than anything, I think I feel confused and overwhelmed by most of what I’m feeling – and a little frustrated too… because as I seem to sort of step out of a depressed place, I’m finding my self stepping into this new place, I guess this would be that honest place I’d been avoiding for so long. So here I am, thinking, “wow look at what I’m really thinking about!” Then I’m sort of taken aback, trying to just be here and coexist with these less than pleasant parts of myself too… Sometimes I do ok. Sometimes I totally freak out. Thats when I find myself even stepping back down into my depressed hole where it almost seems safer than out here in reality you know??
In the mean time, my biggest plan has been to just try to distract and avoid, I mean especially between sessions. Finding ways of just dealing, and not being totally wrapped up in my emotions all the time. Sometimes I can do it, sometimes I just can’t… so instead I just go back to trying to avoid and distract my self….
This week, while munching away on Captain Crunch, I was trying to avoid my inner child. I busied my little self designing away, I was really feeling rather proud, I was thinking. Look at me, I’m not controlled my my subconscious, That little me doesn’t run the show, I decide when I do and when I don’t feel like a child and I AM FINE, I AM A FREAKING GROWN UP!!!
… and then when I was through, my little self looked up at me from my lap top and said “NaNaNaNANa!”
Because, there it was right in front of me, my little 9 year old self saying “ha!!”
And seriously… its not only that, I’m finding myself doing all sorts of things that are questionably not mature… especially renewed love of Captain Crunch, which I am (embarrassingly) eating for 2 and maybe three sometimes meals a day regularly (in my defense, my tummy has been rather moody, and it seems like the Captain is one of the safest bets for me, but still)…
But heck, it’s all pretty harmless, and maybe it’s therapeutic in its own way? maybe? As long as I don’t start watching Punky Brewster for hours on end (man! Punky Brewster would be awesome though, admit it you’d watch it too!).
So. Yeah. That’s where we are. Some days, it really feels like I’m doing great and that I’m really like THERE you know, and then other days it feels like I’m barely making it, that I’ll be here treading water just hanging on for a long time to come.
But! You know what the difference is, is that it never feels anymore like I won’t make it. I know that I will now. And that right there is enough.
Ok – so if you made it through all of that you are a saint! I just wanted to take the time to tell everyone honestly where I’m at. It really is amazing to be here after where I have been over the past few months. I mean it was only 2 months ago when I was in the hospital, and things are so so different now. I’m so grateful, and so proud. And I’m really blessed too, to have had you supporting me along the way!
More to come, and hopefully by then I’ll have graduated to poptarts or maybe like… red vines or something!