Monday, September 26, 2011

The over the edge Eight

To start off with I am having a shit day.  Some days are shit, but it's just basic shit.  This has been a day from hell shit day.  I have a lot on my plate and not much of it seems palatable at the moment.  I am distressed and angry.  Neither of which suit me well, and I am not sure how to deal with these things.  The anger came from nowhere.   Excuse me, it came from somewhere inside me, from a place too deep to point at.  I had an acupuncture treatment after my 3 hours at the Dr. this morning to try and refocus.  It helped a lot.  I am now somewhere close to where Gordon is, standing in the middle of the flatland and not even interested enough to doodle in the dirt, not quite yet.  On that note.  Let me hop on my broom and fly through those things which I fear.

1.  Easy..... losing my independence because of my health.   I don't think that even needs an explanation.

2.  Not having a roof over my head.  My fear of not being able to provide for myself.  Because historically it did happen to me after my husband died.  And although since then, I have bought a home totally of my own, on my own, by myself.  I fear perhaps unrealistically it happening again.

3.  At times, lately, my own anger that seems to be surfacing.  That I know I need to address.

4.  Brown recluse spiders

5.  Crying in front of others.... I'm maybe not afraid of that, it's uncomfortable for me, let me rephrase it,
losing control crying in fronts.  

6.  Losing control

7.  memory failure

8.  Wasps, hornets and things that sting unmercifully.

That's it.... that was a huge stretch for me tonight especially.  I'm not really afraid of a lot of things.  And my biggest ones are all sort of looped together in one long strand.  A domino sort of thing.  One thing I could add which probably is at the top of the list... is not being able to get to the water... to see the ocean, to touch it, to be there.  It is the one place in my life that I feel totally plugged in and at peace and present before Papa.  It feeds my soul.  

I'm done.  Tomorrow's another day.  And prayerfully a better one.

5 comments:

annie said...

I do hope it's a better day tomorrow, Lori.

Anonymous said...

At this moment, I can relate to all your list. It is tomorrow, today will be better.

Lori said...

Thank you both..... she says as the lightning gets ever closer. And I am playing Ben Franklin today.
Today's better. My arm hurts like hell, but all things said, all the internal turmoil has lower it's temp from a rolling boil to a very low simmer.

spookyrach said...

I hope you're doing better, Lori. And I hope you're at the water.

Lori said...

It's a good dang day..... I needed some good news for a change..... just a little tidbit.... I was at the water Rach! Peace at the water. My internal gyro was off that day....a little emotional stress from the man-child..... and that too passed..... cuz Papa is good to his foolish children.