Yes, our lovely, good Junebug and it's funny. Today, started out with yet another knock-down, drag out migraine, spent last night fighting 9unsuccessfully ) that dragging depression fear/shame/guilt CRAP tthis thing feeds us ( let's see- connection, anyone? ) and at the moment have the seeds of resentment boiling away in my still horribly nauseated stomach. Another evening shot to hell, another morning not mine, one more day scrambling to reclaim self from the lies my head is telling me. This time I'm pretty sure I was manipulated into helplessness, too-so doubly resentful. ( Long story. ) The point being that I AM resentful and the point being to that is it's at least a stepping stone to clear, 'good' anger-the deserved kind. The further point being that it's a way 'out' of this stupid shame stuff- perhaps not always, perhaps like everything it's going to have to be 'learned', it won't always be anger ( Lord I hope not! ) but there's a mechanism of self worth somewhere which apparently does allow it. Interesting, isn't it? I'm actually a little too icky feeling to write more ( as if this isn't enough already ) but gosh- have always shared this in the extreme. This resentment I'm feeling is unusual enough to distract me even from the aftermath of a migraine, so thought I'd write, since it's 'something', you know? Or feels that way-by way of hope. I find myself resentful for all of you, you know-this shame. It's not ours.
I do have some things to accomplish, so need to try to get back here when the stomach stops yelling a me. :) Hopefully can ascertain then whether or not then this was a load of dishwater and made zero sense after all. No meds, I swear, just Imitrex! :)
I do have some things to accomplish, so need to try to get back here when the stomach stops yelling a me. :) Hopefully can ascertain then whether or not then this was a load of dishwater and made zero sense after all. No meds, I swear, just Imitrex! :)