Bees Are Awesome
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I want to say things. I want to be able to create a thought and be able to express that thought verbally or in written form. I want it to be a complete thought and easily understood by others. When I am talking, I don't want to stutter or trail off. I don't want to be interrupted when I have something to say.
My brain is busy and cluttered. There is constant noise. When I wake up in the morning I even have a song stuck in my head already. The thing is, though, with all of that going on I don't have anything to talk about with others. I am a wife and mom, a recovering alcoholic and a PTSD sufferer. Besides taking my kids to/from daycare, therapy twice a week, and one or two AA meetings, I don't often leave my house. I'm boring and weird.
When I am in a social situation my anxiety is so high. When I have to say something, often I stutter. People usually end up being unable to hear me, not being able to understand me, or end up interrupting me impatiently. I have no skill at small talk and I am terrible at keeping a conversation going.
My friends are all big talkers. I am totally fine with that. They have interesting lives. They go places and do things. I have been told I am a great listener and I'm glad I can be that way for my friends. When they ask about me, however, I really have nothing to say. I can take a few minutes and talk about my family but then I am stuck for conversation. No one wants to talk about this stuff: "I had a hellacious flashback yesterday." "I was so anxious I forgot what year it was and my address." "This morning I was terrified of an airplane crashing on my house." "I slept for four hours today because I felt like shit." "Hey, you want to hear about the time I was held captive in a house where a felon repeatedly sexually assaulted me?" "In therapy I am working on such and such..."
I feel hopeless and useless. I can barely leave my house. My poor kids are missing out on so many learning experiences and so much fun because of me. Sometimes I want to go back to drinking and just run away. That way my husband can find someone else to be a better mom to my kids. Despite that I am trying very hard in therapy but progress is very slow.
I am not sure what I am trying to accomplish with this post. I guess I just needed to say some stuff.
My brain is busy and cluttered. There is constant noise. When I wake up in the morning I even have a song stuck in my head already. The thing is, though, with all of that going on I don't have anything to talk about with others. I am a wife and mom, a recovering alcoholic and a PTSD sufferer. Besides taking my kids to/from daycare, therapy twice a week, and one or two AA meetings, I don't often leave my house. I'm boring and weird.
When I am in a social situation my anxiety is so high. When I have to say something, often I stutter. People usually end up being unable to hear me, not being able to understand me, or end up interrupting me impatiently. I have no skill at small talk and I am terrible at keeping a conversation going.
My friends are all big talkers. I am totally fine with that. They have interesting lives. They go places and do things. I have been told I am a great listener and I'm glad I can be that way for my friends. When they ask about me, however, I really have nothing to say. I can take a few minutes and talk about my family but then I am stuck for conversation. No one wants to talk about this stuff: "I had a hellacious flashback yesterday." "I was so anxious I forgot what year it was and my address." "This morning I was terrified of an airplane crashing on my house." "I slept for four hours today because I felt like shit." "Hey, you want to hear about the time I was held captive in a house where a felon repeatedly sexually assaulted me?" "In therapy I am working on such and such..."
I feel hopeless and useless. I can barely leave my house. My poor kids are missing out on so many learning experiences and so much fun because of me. Sometimes I want to go back to drinking and just run away. That way my husband can find someone else to be a better mom to my kids. Despite that I am trying very hard in therapy but progress is very slow.
I am not sure what I am trying to accomplish with this post. I guess I just needed to say some stuff.