Thursday, February 21, 2008

Unstable me....

God I am so tired of crying all the time. It seems that all I do anymore. Completely at random. In public, even, which is one of the worst things. I really really hate crying in public. (I hate using public bathrooms too, but that's a whole other story for another blog.) I feel like people are looking at me, wondering why I'm crying and if they should come find out. I know it makes them feel awkward and I don't exactly feel pretty sitting there with tears running down my face either.

I am seeing a counselor for all this. At the very beginning of the semester I went and talked to all of my professors. I told them what was happening, because even before knowing where her cancer was I had the feeling that she might not last the semester. I wanted them to be prepared so that when I came to them and told them I wouldn't be in class for a week or so they'd know why, and I wouldn't have this all come at them out of the blue. My biology professor, whom I love dearly and have had for three semesters in a row, asked me if I was seeing a counselor yet. I told her no, and she told me I should and who to go to. So...I did. I promptly forgot my first appointment and overslept my second. GOOD JOB ME! But I've gone every week for the past 3 weeks and cried in his office for the past 2.

I feel unstable. One minute I'm fine, actually giggling, and the next I'm sobbing at random. No real reason, no thoughts...just a sudden welling of sad that comes crashing down. Like when I'm still awake at 1:30 in the morning instead of sleeping, because the Ambien didn't work like it should. While I'm laying there trying to sleep, my brain refuses to shut down and it just keeps processing quietly until I start sobbing and wake my poor husband up. I start the day off fine, and then talk to mom and end up crying. My poor mother...having to deal with me on top of her own shit. She says it's ok - do I really think she doesn't know how I feel?

Oh God...I'm going to lose my best friend, the only one who has ALWAYS been there for me, the one who saw me through my teenage years, who prayed for me constantly through my self-destructive years after I split up with my first love/got engaged to someone else/broke up with him/got engaged and then married/got divorced and almost married 2 years later/to a guy who left me 2 months before the wedding. Until my husband came along and put an end to the vicious cycle. She still prays for me every day, but at least I'm no longer self-destructing.

My insides are wailing like a banshee from time to time. I want to scream, howl, beat things. I'm teetering on the edge of darkness, I can see it coming. I've been here. I don't want to go here again. My brain easily sees the bad in everything, sees bad when there's no bad to be seen. Living in my brain is a scary, scary place these days and I remember this all too well. It's part of the reason I ended up getting divorced the first time (the other half being that he found someone else he loved). My husband has been really cranky lately and last night he explained to me why. It's hard for him to watch me go through all of this. He wants to fix it and he can't. He can't any of the shit i'm going through away; he can't handle any of it for me; he can't do anything and it makes him feel helpless. Typical male fashion, when he feels helpless he gets cranky...even though he KNOWS that's the last thing I need on my plate. I need him to support me, I need to lean on him...not want to run far away because he's one more thing I can't handle and it makes me want to shriek.

Thank you to those who have already found me. Thank you to those who have left messages, even if you weren't sure what to say. Just knowing that you're out there helps a bit. The comments make me smile and give me a warm fuzzy. I'm going to go call mom now.

11 comments:

Wen782 said...

Fuzzies are good... Nancy said I was full of fuzzies yesterday. LOL Just being sarcastic, so she was!

Hugs, puddin! Glad you're seeing a counselor. I hope he's able to help you sort through some of the myriad of emotions you're going through.

Jess said...

Oh Tig, it sucks.

Hang in there. One foot in front of the other. What else is there to do, anyway? There's no good advice, no magical thing to do....I wish I had more, but I don't.

Just hang in there and let yourself feel whatever it is you feel, even in public.

BethH6703 said...

Glad to hear that you're seeing a counselor. I hope they help.

Best things I learned from my counselor... 1) Allow yourself to feel your feelings when they happen: don't "suck it up", or set them aside for a "more appropriate time". And 2) Take one day at a time. And when that's too much take an hour, or a minute, or whatever you have to just to get thru.

You & your Mom are definitely in my prayers hon. I hope the new blog gives you the outlet you need.

Much love & hugs sent your way.
B

Oh, and PS, comments (and mentions in other blogs) give me the warm fuzzies, too. ;-)

Almamay said...

I'm so sorry to hear about your mom's diagnosis. My mom's cancer moved to her liver just over 5 years ago. I am sure you will do whatever you can to support her but don't forget to look after yourself.

Linda said...

Hi,

I read about your situation on the Lost and Found connections post.

My mom died of non-Hodgkins lymphoma in 2006, just after my twins turned 2. I don't know if it will be helpful, but you can read my thoughts about this on my blog, under the category "Losing My Mom."

http://indigogirl.typepad.com/linda/losing_my_mom/index.html

It is posted new entry first, so you have to read from bottom to top if you want to read in the correct order.

My deepest sympathies.

Kimmie Jones said...

I just want you to know that I am here, thanks for sending the link and that I am praying for you and your mom.

FiestyKel said...

So much to cope with, where does one find the strength? I hope you can draw some from the support here, wll be thinking of you.

Ms Heathen said...

Hello Tigger.

I came over after reading your news on 'Lost and Found'.

I lost my mother to breast cancer when I was nineteen. What you are going through is so very hard - there is nothing anyone can say that will minimise the enormity of your pain.

As others have already said, take things from moment to moment. Cry when you need to, but also take time to laugh - enjoy every precious moment you have with your mother.

Michell said...

Oh Tigger I am so very sorry. I can't even imagine the pain you are dealing with right now. Cancer seriously sucks and I hate what it does to wonderful people and their families. I wish I had something else to say but I'll send prayers and hugs.

serenity said...

That's the thing - there's nothing anyone can DO. You're just going to have to get through the suck. And this SO sucks.

Love and hugs to you. I'm thinking of you...

xxx

THE JOURNEY TO A HAPPY HEALTHIER ME.... said...

Tigger- I have been where you are so many times, and it does suck. I am glad that you are seeing someone, that is the first step that I missed for so long- don't give up on that, no matter what, if you don't think he is helping make him help you find someone that can.
As for your Mom- being there for her when she needs you is all that you can do sometimes- I am keeping her and the rest of your family in my daily thoughts. If you need someone to talk too in person about anything- yourself, your Mom, school, general venting just let me know- I believe that you can get to my personal e-mail from my profile here on blogspot. We can get together in person (remember I live near Boise) or we can talk via e-mail. In the meantime- take care, and try to hang in there- I am keeping you in my thoughts.