lables


so I have said previous post I am down.  It’s not darkness, evil, or anything crowding me its just down.   A pit deep in my heart.  I do not understand why.  But people do not help.  Ignorance to depression and what it means makes me so angry to people who think  Oh just buck up and get a grip!

When my friend’s son killed himself , a friend of mine whose daughter went to school with him and heard his valedictorian speech said Oh ya him well he was a different sort, ya well that makes sence!   How I managed not to hit him is beyond me — I think I was in shock.

My brother this past weekend called me thin-skinned and whiny.  Great!

A friend said I was melancholy this week and maybe it was something some creative outlet would correct.

There was a student at work that was flushed and couldn’t string two words together.  She couldn’t sit in her chair, rolling all over the place.  She suffers from depression and is a cutter.  Her arm was so infected her body was going into shock.  She had also smoked some weed and crack and taken some pain killers.  I didn’t know about the drugs, but I looked into her eyes and saw that she was going into shock probably from the drugs and the infection.  I called the Mom and told her what was happening.  Mom said call an ambulance I’ll meet her at the hospital.  I told went back to the class told the teacher in charge Mom wants an ambulance and I would make the call.  I go to the office. V.P. and Principal look at me cancel the ambulance cause — well what for!  They cancelled it called the Mom re looked at the student –30minutes later call and the police and ambulance drivers show – take her -and she spent the night in the psych ward and is now hooked up with the right people to help her.  Bottom line is — mental illness is not a serious illness —

Its bad enough to feel crazy and unsure it’s another for stupid people to make you feel worthless cause of an illness they don’t understand and you can’t control.

till next time…………….

limits of an illness


Its been  bit of a struggle lately.  I seem to be surrounded with negativity. It’s not the voices of darkness and his friends.  Its people.  Drama in the house – 16 year old daughter hungry and tired after n school job.  I can’t take it.  The negative surrounds me like a shroud trying to choke me, I can’t breathe.  I head to my sanctuary in my back yard and disappear in a book.  The quiet and the night sooth my frayed nerves.  As I step out of the book and back to my yard I realize the limits of illness.  My limits. The thought makes me cringe.   I have been a women that could move mountains in heaven and earth. Give me two hours and I’ll show you how much on can do when on a rampage.  Clean a house, look after kids, and cook an amazing dinner and dessert and still have time for a quick work out and time for a glass of wine.  I have been looking at a spot in my yard that needs cleaning up.  It requires moving some patio stones smoothing some ground and adding stones back and weeding. I look and know I can do the work.  I need to get this done. Everytime I look it just drains me of energy I can’t find the strength to do it, there limits.

Limits.  walls surround me and to be honest it pisses me off.  Sorry for the blunt crude talk.  I am limited in how much I can handle.  How much I can do, How much I can think, How much energy I can dispense, how much I can accomplish, how much I can listen, how much I can advise, how much I can love,how much I trust, how much I pray, how much I faith I have, how much I can Mother, How much I can help, how much I cry or don’t cry,  Today I cry, the walls that stop me make me cry today,   It’s like being a great hurdle jumper.  Gold medalist. and then the next time you run you hit every hurdle and they are cemented to the ground.

Its late I am tired and frustrated and feeling a little crazy

so now I will sleep and see what the morning brings

till next time………………

Back against a Crumbling wall


April 24  —  where oh where did the month of April go, oh where or where can it be!  I have no idea where this month went– I know it passed by and I was there watching it go but I don’t know how it passed so fast.  May around the corner and soon to come my anniversary.  May 4 will be 21 years of wedded bliss to a wonderful man.  The 21 years have not been problem free – along with a beautiful rose you do get thorns, but the blessing in a marriage is the ability to break off the thorns and heal the wounds together.  My Hubby has been very supportive and I am blessed for him, he says he is blessed to have me. 

I am not sure what is happening lately.  I have been feeling kinda weird.  Not up and down, just a consistent low.  I can’t say I am depressed but I can’t say I am up.  I have been under a lot of stress lately and there seems to me a great need for people to be supported here at work and they all seem to gravitate to me.   They need someone to talk to, or help them sort stuff.   I try my best to help them.  So what do I do I apply for a new position ( a lot more responsibility) at another school and wonder what the heck am I doing.  This new position is something I have done in the past but it would be a steep learning curve at a new school and lately I feel  I am barely getting by.  

I always seem to be putting out a fire somewhere, here at work, at home with one of the kids.  I guess I am feeling overwhelmed.  I think some of this has to do with the drugs and my mind.  I can’t seem to multi task like before.  I can only do one thing at a time or my concentration is zapped.  I guess what I am really worried about is that I am losing my mind and it is rebelling against me and how I normally operate.  I have always been able to handle lots of balls in the air, never exhausted me or bothered me and today I can’t do anything.  Even making supper and talking at the same time, I forget what I am doing what I am going for, or what we were talking about.  I drive with my son everyday to work and we talk on the way and he is always saying how he hates it when I leave him hanging in the middle of a sentence when I turn my complete attention to driving.  I have no fear of driving but some days it takes a lot of concentration for me, which makes me angry cause I love to turn up the tunes and drive.   I know that I have not been helping myself.  I have been drinking too much wine, but I have been eating better and trying to exercise when I have the time.  I have been doing more yoga to help me relax.  I know the wine is knee jerk reaction to being anxious– and it taste so good too. I will try to deal with that later in the mean time I am working on sleeping, food and exercise.

I well be back to the doctor again soon and I need to know it this is a side effect of the drugs or what is it.   So if I repeat what I said in the last blog it’s because I really can’t remember what I wrote last time.  And sitting here right now – I know it was about teaching the phyed class, but without going back to look I can’t remember if I talked about this last time.

So for today, it is frustration, and fear that my mind it so jumbled it won’t straighten back out.  I know this is a moment in time and I have no idea what the future will bring and God tells us why worry about tomorrow.  I feel like I have the weight of the world on my shoulders, I am trying to sort out if it is my weight or anothers weight.    So I sit here today trying to remind myself that God is in control, especially when I am out of control, and that his yoke is easy.

Dear Lord help me this day to avoid the things that are not of you.  Help me to fight against dependency on the things that hurt me and create a desire in me to do the things that help me.  I put this all into your hands my God my Father and Saviour.  Amen…………………………

Arms


This depression pulls at me.

I sink down, I suck in.

I hold everything till my arms ach.

I hold the pain, the shame.

I hold my pride, close to my sides.

I try to keep it tight, the weight I can not fight.

I have no strength to hold these things.

I have no arms to keep it.

I progress when I let it go,

but my arms are cramped, they do not move.

Lord release my grip.

Release my sorrow,

Come close to my heart, so to go on with tomorrow.