This post is somewhat inspired by another post I read today, but it's something I have been thinking about and feeling for a while.
I want off the rollercoaster ride of 2009. I can't handle ANYTHING else. I know, I know, if God takes you to it he will take you through it, but seriously... one more thing and I think I will explode. or implode. or both... at the same time.
No one (else) died, I don't have cancer, nothing of much significance has really happened, but for some reason all of the sudden I'm feeling all of the things that I've felt over this year all at once and I'm going crazy. Seriously. Psycho, loco, batty, cuckoo... whatever you want to call it.
I have experienced more highs and lows this year combined than probably in my entire life. So many good things happened. Hopefully more still will in the last two months. But an equal number, or probably more, bad things have happened that I feel like if something good happens to me - I am doomed to get knocked back flat on my ass sooner rather than later. I'm always on the defensive now.
B is getting sick of me. I can't say that I blame him. I'm either super happy and sweet, or hiding in my bed. Not much middle ground. No, I'm not bipolar. I'm just depressed, but happen to be pretty good at acting.
In the last year I got engaged to someone I love dearly, I cried with joy when I was asked the big question. I started planning the wedding of my dreams. I earned my bonus. I got my precious little tiger kitty. I reconnected with a friend I thought that I had lost. I made more money over the summer than I ever have before. Our household income increased by nearly 30% when B passed his financial licensure exam. Someone that was like a sister to me, and part of our family, has come back into all of our lives. I surprised myself by losing 12 pounds by working really hard at the gym.
Also in the last year, my parents after 33 years got divorced. My mom took out the anger that she had at my Dad on me. My mom stopped talking to me for six weeks. My dad got killed in a fatal motorcycle accident on his way home from My house. I found out I'm joining a family that doesn't like me.
Sigh. I know we all have both good and bad things that happen in our lives. I know we have to experience the bad to realize and appreciate the good. I know all of the cliches. I tell them to myself all the time. But at the moment, they aren't helping the way that I feel.
I want off the rollercoaster ride. I want to ride the kiddy rides for a while. So please, let me off.
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