Saturday, August 10, 2013

Enough is Enough, Right?

I have always taken pride in my strength. My strength of character. My strength in times of duress.
I had a good run.
Lately? Well, for the last eight months, it hasn't been the same. Anxiety. Panic attacks. Depression.
Perhaps it's just that there is too much all at once. Dealing with one stressful or emotional situation is doable. When you're hit by one after another? When your plate overflows? It's too much for anyone really. Heck, even as I type this, I can feel the anxiety building up, the fluttery sensation that comes with it flowing right down my arms.
What makes it all worse is that I'm getting hit in directions that I didn't see coming. It's one thing to face something that is expected, an elderly grandparent's illness, for example; it's another thing when you turn to face a direction that usually provides the sun...only to be blinded by the light of your preconceived expectations and to get blindsided by a speeding truck.
I can't keep up the façade any longer. I can't keep pretending that it's all okay. It's not. I'm not.
I even turned to art this morning, seeking release. No such respite...
 Façade, A Collapse
I'm not seeking help, or even sympathy, in writing this. I just need to get it out of my system. And were it not for my cursed trait of restraint, I could do better than what I have written here. Still, it's a start, I suppose...


  1. I hope your sunshine finds its way back soon. Life blind sides us when we least expect it. Although I only know you from reading your blog I have seen a great strength in you. It is okay to collapse and let down the walls. It is better to get things out so you can better deal with them. Sometimes when we are overwhelmed we have to slowly release the inner demons and deal with them as we are able.

  2. If anyone has experienced these feelings, it's me. Anxiety has controlled my life more times than not. Depression constantly popping up right at the moment I'm about to burst. The best thing I can tell you? It gets better. You have one of the smartest and brightest kids I have ever seen. You have been a role model to more people than you know. And your creativity practically spills out of you.

    It's hard to deal with life especially when life doesn't want to give us a break. I hope you get back to writing and being creative, it seems to soothe your soul.