Saturday, May 21, 2011

From My Heart....

Today is Jonas' recital day for dance.  I started my day way too early, playing in the dirt planting my vegetable seedlings. This also meant that I had to do some raking and stuff too.  After that was finished, I had a bit of breakfast and relaxed for a bit until it was a decent enough hour for me to mow the lawn.  I got the lawn all cut and then hopped in the shower. Jonas asked me if I would dress "sorta fancy".  He picked out the shirt I was going to wear and then helped me do my hair by blowdrying it a bit.  I even went as far as to put some makeup on.  Let me tell you though, I'm stressed.  I feel fat.  I feel ugly.  I don't want to be "on show" for everyone. I'd rather put on my jeans and tshirt and call it a day.  My tummy sticks out too much, I put a shirt that helps "hide" things under my dress shirt.  I put on dress slacks instead of the Jonas' approved jeans, because the shirt is too dressy for normal jeans and the black jeans are too tight.  I feel like a stuffed, depressed, angry sausage.

Angry, why I am angry?  Good question, one I don't have a full answer to. I listen to the prayer requests at work for our donors who ask for prayer and for co-workers who are asking for prayer and I think, "Man... my problems are insignificant compared to everyone elses.  I should just shut up and move on."  But you know what?  My problems are not insignificant in my life.  I'm unhappy.  I feel lost.  I keep moving and keep doing what I'm supposed to do, but I've lost myself somewhere along the way. I have no direction in my life.  I gave up on me when depression reentered my life.  At first, it wasn't me who was depressed, but over the past year, I've just gotten emotionally drained.  I feel like I am faking half of my emotions, when all I really want to do is cry. To curl up into a ball and cry my tears, washing everything away.

But I can't.  I must be strong.  I must go to work every day, earning money so I can have this beautiful house.  I must come home and feed everyone, do chores and then crash in bed, only to get up and do it all over again.  Weekends?  Yeah, sometimes I relax.  Most of the time I get the chores done that I couldn't get to during the week because I was exhausted.

I look at how far I've come and I should be proud of my accomplishments.  I've lost weight.  I've gained strength.  I got my college degree while working full time and being a single mother. I have a wonderful amazing child, who without, my days would be completely grey. Yet, I can't see those accomplishments sometimes without just flat out stating them.  I forget them and focus on all of the negative things going on.

I want a change.

I want to know what direction I want my life to go.  I want to stop feeling like a fat, ugly, unworthy person.  I want to stop being angry and start laughing again... really laughing. I want so much and I want it for me.  Is that bad?

2 comments:

Sarah Kopf said...

You just broke my heart... Please don't feel insignificant, because you are really NOT! You are strong and capable and you deserve a day to just get it all out and feel crummy if it helps you. The important part is eventually breaking out of that funk... But for now, it's okay...

I am sending you BIG HUGS! Chin up! YOU ARE AWESOME!

Sarah

♥ Trisha ♥ said...

Sarah,

Thank you so much for your words and hugs. They mean so much to me.

I'm much better now. I think I just needed to vent all over the place. :)

HUGS back atcha girl!