I got home a week ago and have been doing poorly since Saturday. I felt great (compared to usual) when I was in Phoenix but, true to my away-from-home pattern, crashed when I returned home.
Meditating was a fantastic tool when I was in Phoenix. When I felt nausea or a meltdown coming on, I’d meditate with my trusty eye pillow on and be good to go in 30 minutes (90 minutes when I nodded off). Now the nausea simply won’t go away and relaxation is a joke. I can tell my baseline stress level is higher than it was in Phoenix. I fight to meditate, which only makes me more tense.
What’s that you say? Isn’t being at my parents’ house while my dad is sick and my mom is completely overwhelmed more stressful than being at home? I do love to be contradictory. I was actually helping and could see how everyone was really doing, not far away wondering what is really going on. Besides, the four of us had fun and laughed a lot. In my complicated way, it was less anxiety-provoking than living my normal normal life that I can’t keep up with.
I feel like I could mimic a vacation state if I got clutter and meals under some semblance of control. This amounts to thinking of what I should do — or could do if I were able. Hardly a good way to relax.
I have felt too bad and too drugged to blog. As I write I remember yet again that letting the words flow from my fingers is the best way for me to think. I finally believe myself when I say I’m very sick and my life is hard right now. That’s a big step.
I can usually put a positive twist on my struggles without thinking about it. I’ve had to search lately. Today I’m relying on the wisdom of mindfulness meditation teacher: “As long as you’re breathing, there’s more right than wrong with you.”
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Oh… this post reminds me of a sketch I drew recently about the difficulties of trying to meditate while having a migraine…
Sometimes you don’t need to put a positive twist on your struggles… I just read the Book of Dahlia, by Elisa Albert, and I was reminded of this excerpt (the main character is in a cancer support group)…
“The rules were clear: Anything went so long as one kept one’s face turned resolutely toward the aforementioned Bright Side. One could acknowledge sorrows and difficulty, sure, but one was not to end on a sour note. One could not put out unhappiness untempered by positivity. One could say I’m so tired I want to die, for example, but only if, after a beat, one added, brightly, but I know I need to fight hard to get through this!“
You are loved bushels and tons! We send up prayers on your behalf. Sometime, somewhere there has to be an answer for your medical problems. Until that time, relax and remember how much you are loved and adored.
The WOW person
I’m sorry you have been feeling worse since you returned home. I know what you mean about being less stressed when you are around to see how your family is doing.
Thank you for the info about the meditation you do. I’ll check out the link.
“I finally believe myself when I say I’m very sick and my life is hard right now. That’s a big step.”
This really resonates with me right now. More than you know.
Thanks. I hope you are feeling better soon.
Is it possible that something at home triggers the migraines: mold, carbon monoxide, scents, allergies? Or maybe it is our northwest weather, which is always changing. My memory of the weather when I lived in Tucson was that it was so consistent that it was boring.
I’m sorry it is rough right now, hope things improve.