Hi All – I’m grateful to say that after a 20-year hard stint, I’ve had about eight years of only having smaller flashbacks –where there’s a nagging emotion/dissonance for a few weeks, then me finally noticing it and sitting myself down for a good chunk of quiet time, gentle introspection, and a good hard cry, then release. Taking care, being able to live pretty well. But, I think I’m in a big one again.
My mom got sick four years ago, and I became the primary caregiver for the family because everyone else is so injured, no one else has gotten on their feet all these long decades. I was grateful that I was strong enough to care for her, and thought I could navigate through safely, with balance. It was the first time since I left home at fourteen that I’d spent such a long time with my family. I was hoping that we might be able to come together to help Mom, and everyone did really try for the first while, but it all fell apart. I couldn’t do it, ended up needing to place her in a home, and she died last year.
I’ve been scattered and numb for a few months, unable to just rest, be still, find a quiet place inside; going off in whatever direction shows up, then pulling myself back (a new good skill for me, to stop & turn back), but essentially lost. Okay for a little while, then stopped dead. Some sense that I just need to slow everything down, turn everything off, go into extreme care mode, but the fragmentation keeps saying Everything’s Fine – argh! Still that old line. My oh my. So I’m back here, checking in, making it real. Though I’m never far from y’all.
With much thanks for this forum
& wishing much care all around
My mom got sick four years ago, and I became the primary caregiver for the family because everyone else is so injured, no one else has gotten on their feet all these long decades. I was grateful that I was strong enough to care for her, and thought I could navigate through safely, with balance. It was the first time since I left home at fourteen that I’d spent such a long time with my family. I was hoping that we might be able to come together to help Mom, and everyone did really try for the first while, but it all fell apart. I couldn’t do it, ended up needing to place her in a home, and she died last year.
I’ve been scattered and numb for a few months, unable to just rest, be still, find a quiet place inside; going off in whatever direction shows up, then pulling myself back (a new good skill for me, to stop & turn back), but essentially lost. Okay for a little while, then stopped dead. Some sense that I just need to slow everything down, turn everything off, go into extreme care mode, but the fragmentation keeps saying Everything’s Fine – argh! Still that old line. My oh my. So I’m back here, checking in, making it real. Though I’m never far from y’all.
With much thanks for this forum
& wishing much care all around