precipice
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Written by keller 28. Apr 2008 03:02 PM
I have been struggling a bit with my thoughts of late and can’t seem to get them sorted in my mind.
I feel like I am at a precipice and I have options to journey on or back down from where I came. I am struggling to know quite how to get where I want to be, and not even sure where I want to be.
It is like now I don’t want what I had, like whatever the hell that was, but I am now not so sure about what it is.
I think this is coming on heavy because this week I am returning to work for the first time in around 18 months, and I think the role I am going back to is the first time I have felt like "me" going back to work. I held a job after my eyesight diminished but it was a significantly different job to the one I had before loosing my sight. The most recent job was local, a team leaders sort of role with a community organisation with little responsibility, short hours and lousy pay. My job before that was as a National Manager with an Insurance company, high stress, and long hour’s huge pay and yes this sort of work defined me.
So now I am going back to something city based (yep put the suit back on!) it is only part time but it is at a strategic consultant level. So it will at least interest me, which the last job didn't.
Now why I am so confused is because now I don’t know what I want in my working and living life and I am scared I am just going to fill it up again with "work" type stuff, I am also on a hospital board, and am president of the school council where my son attends. SO yes I am filling it up with stuff.
After working with my psychologist for 18 months I am wondering if again I am distracting my self from everything as a means not to feel anything. No time to feel and again I shut down and my depression hits in when things bother me because I have no way of letting off some steam.
You see unlike most people I think I am very unable to express even the most basic of emotions to others, I am always in control. I was always in control more like it, now at least I can say a few things, but I don’t cry, OK I rarely cry, and I need to cry. I would like to cry about many things and I have worked in this for months for with the psychologist, its not like I have not got things to cry about.
In the last twelve months I have cried twice. Once when I was at the funeral of my friends Rod and was holding his 12 year old son and before that the night I went into hospital (mental health unit) more out of confusion and frustration.
The only other emotions I can recall over recent years have been anger. I was not connected to my anger in any way; I could not describe or understand it was just there. My anger held me back from accepting what had happened to me and what was happening to me.
I lost my sight, my independence and my identity.
I was very lost and confused and very suicidal.
After a long stay in hospital and further work and understanding I began to replace my anger with acceptance and then came where I am now, still a hallow feeling. I can lift sometimes when I am with my friends or family but what is at my core is still emptiness.
I started a DBT group which was surprising to me because I have been learning allot about emotions and ways to deal with them and express them. This group has been torturous because it is exactly what I need, it makes me speak up about my own feelings, it gives me access to others who have the same issues with emotions and finally it has begun to give me strategies to deal with things.
So where I am now is that I seem to be going back to the work stuff and is it again a flee from all of the feeing side of my life? No I really hope not. Is it reclaiming some identity? Well yes I hope so I think.
Now those who tell me I think too much....well yes I absolutely do think too much but I fill up my time as much as I can so as not to get into the spirally feeling of ruminating. And times I allow myself time to just be and think.
So no solutions here just wanted to get it down and record it for me.
If you have read all of this then thank you.
Be well and happy
Liz