Friday, June 3, 2016

Dealing with stress and emotional backlash

Yesterday and this morning have been a struggl.  My stress level is through the roof.  It's not just the health of my lady bits; it's...everything.  It's having no idea why my body isn't producing the hormones it should be and no hope of having answers for five months at the very least.  It's being in perimenopause at 34.  It's having the decision to have kids taken out of my hands.  It's dealing with all of the innate programming that comes with being a woman that drives you to procreate that is now completely useless and makes me unreasonably sad when I see really cute babies.  It's not being able to be around people I care greatly for, because I'm not sure how I will react to their new baby.  It's the expense of treatment for the labs and procedures and costs of seeing specialists, because I have a ridiculous deductible and stupid high copays.  It's paying for that, paying off my new (to me) car, because no one plans on their body sabotaging them. It's keeping a roof over my head, and making sure the dogs and I have food.  

I really wanted to start saving to move out of this godforsaken state, but it looks like that will be impossible, because my living situation will be changing.  If it's not one thing, it's another.  I'm frustrated and angry, and I'm sad, because it feels like I can never be settled.  There is a certain amount of despair, because I'm afraid I'm going to be stuck in a place that I hate--a place that is killing my soul.  

Maybe if life would give me a moment to recover from one thing before kicking me in the balls with another, I'd be a little more emotionally stable.  As it is, I'm reeling.   

If I could just get enough sleep, maybe I would be more prepared to handle everything being thrown at me.  But it doesn't seem to matter how much sleep I get, I just wake up exhausted.  I'm starting with literally zero energy.  I'm sluggish and slow, and I hate it.  Sometimes just getting out of bed is challenging.  And sometimes the depression digs it's claws in.  So often it's like my thoughts aren't even my own.  I have no control of them.  And I'm so ready to not feel like this anymore.  I'm worn so thin that I really just want to quit.  Today is one of the days I just want to give up.  I'm so tired, tired of being the strong one.  I'm tired of fighting everything all the time.  What's scary is that giving in is becoming a much more appealing option than it has ever been.  

I guess I'll start trying some of the stress relief techniques in some of the articles below.  I'd love to go to the gym, but starting with zero energy doesn't get me very far.  Maybe I'll try a short, gentle yoga routine.  I don't know.  I just know something has to change. 

http://www.helpguide.org/articles/stress/stress-management.htm

http://www.webmd.com/balance/stress-management/stress-management-relieving-stress

https://www.mindtools.com/pages/article/managing-stress.htm (With how many times this site encourages the user to "Think Positively", I kind of want to punch the content developer in the face.  With a brick.)

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