The Simple Things
“You know all that sympathy that you feel for an abused child who suffers without a good mom or dad to love and care for them? Well, they don’t stay children forever. No one magically becomes an adult the day they turn eighteen. Some people grow up sooner, many grow up later. Some never really do. But just remember that some people in this world are older versions of those same kids we cry for.”
― Ashly Lorenzana
I must admit how very frustrated and tired of feeling so bad every single day. Is all of the pain worth the alleged outcome? I’m not trying to be just nasty and negative. I have always doubted thinking that things could and would turn out good. It has always been easier for me to be able to accept things better when I view things as having a bad outcome so, that I wasn’t disappointed from what I see as unrealistic expectations. If things turn out good, well now, that’s just a bonus for the day.
Having never worked at this deep of a level processing trauma, I don’t really know what to expect. However, I know what is happening physically and the answers for relief haven’t been found yet. Acupuncture does work for a couple of days on most of my physical issues. However, I’m looking to be able to have normal aches and pains from being close to age 40. Not protests from my body as a result of abuse.
I’m actually taking somewhat of a break from individual therapy for a few weeks. Having the blog has been a good “out” for me. However, no matter whether I’m processing on a deeper level with a therapist or just documenting my daily struggles through this life of mental illness, I wake up most mornings wondering when relief will arrive. When will I feel as though, I’m strong like I use to be to seemingly be able to handle anything that came my way?
I have a very loving and caring wife. I have the most awesome, sporadically psychotic toddler that between he and I we understand that we both “hung the moon” for each other by just existing. I would love nothing more than to be able to fully accept and be able to “feel” love without questions and wondering about people and their intentions. I would love to be able to be hugged by someone and not have the feeling like, “they have me now! Back away, back away! They’re going to hurt you!” I would love to be able to except someone’s kindness and feel that I deserve someone being kind to me without feeling embarrassed and wanting to hide.
I’m not so calloused to think that everyone walking the planet is bad. I’ve met some truly AWESOME people in my life. There are some individuals that I’ve met here in Albuquerque, which I love dearly. Relationships regardless of what kind of relationship they require work, trust and communication for them to be both healthy and rewarding. I learned some hard lessons about being in a very “unhealthy” relationship that I continue each day to pay dearly as a result.
When do we as victims begin to metamorphosis into just another survivor with a story? When do I and many other people get the “peace” that we deserve? When is the high price that I’ve paid for many years for decisions I’ve made finally reach the part where “enough is enough?” When, where and how do I get to reap the goodness from the universe for always pushing myself to be the best I can be?
Some days are more difficult than others to experience for everyone. But, imagine this……..
“The same daily struggles that most families have. Except that when you open your eyes, you have visions of being touched inappropriately to the point that you seem to feel it. Voices telling you, “you’ll never be anything without me!”; “I would’ve given you away too!” “You’re a nasty little girl!” Visions and sensations of things you were made to do and did not choose to do. Being able to take your child to daycare and return home without feeling like someone is following you. I just want to be to able to go in public without the use of both typical and alternative medicine just to keep from vomiting because of anxiety. Or just being able to give and experience a “genuine love” from your soul mate.
All I wish for everyday is to be happy. I would venture to say that most people want that as well. Instead, I live in both physical and mental misery. I see, hear, smell and fear things from my past all the time. I have always believed that someone or something else that I couldn’t see was there for the events. But, having a very minority view of these events, I DON’T believe that God was there. Someone was for sure, but it wasn’t GOD!
Some people might say, “What are you griping about? You have weed legally now.” I wish I could say that medical marijuana is a “cure all” for abuse. What it does is help to minimize symptoms compared to what they can be without it? That gracious plant can’t take away what a human has done. It can, however, slow things down where they aren’t as frightening and allow me some form of respite.
It’s a very lonely world to live in on the inside. Life on the outside is one world. But, life on the inside…….It’s a different galaxy!