The life I have known and my surroundings for the last 10 years are quickly dissolving around me. It’s taken me a while to completely soak that in. But the hard reality can no longer be pushed away. Last week we took a HUGE leap into the unknown. We put our home of 7 years on the market. Normally when you sell a home you have a plan for the future. Well, hmmm … I think we are missing something here. That future plan part, yeah that’s not here. Who in their right mind would put a house up for sale and not have a detailed map as to where the next road leads? That would be us, not totally by our choice I need to add. Let me tell you it is not helpful for my mental state AT ALL! This is the house we took from being a complete disaster to a warm, loving, beautiful home. I have never lived in such a beautiful home before. Not just the building but EVERYTHING. The amazing wildlife, peaceful woods, quiet neighborhood, and my “safe place.” This safe place has now become one where I do not feel secure anymore. I truly cannot put into words what is happening inside me. It has caused pause for me. My forward momentum has become stationary. People I do not know are now entering into my home when I am not here. It is unnerving to me. I am VERY unsettled about this. No, this is not something I wanted or requested EVER!
I’m still waiting to wake up from this never-ending nightmare my life has been for the past several years. This has all got to be a dream because how can so much continue to happen in our lives over so many years? Unfortunately, it is not a dream and I am wide awake. Change is something I, and most people with mental illnesses, have a very hard time with. I never used to. But that now seems a lifetime ago. I do not handle it well at all now. It seems that is all I have had to go through for more years than I remember. I often say “I hate being me,” or “being me is no fun at all.” I would never want anyone to have to feel the way I do. It’s completely terrible. Mental illness has transformed me into a person I don’t recognize. So how do I get through this without completely falling back down? That means I must find a way to cope and deal with these new changes in our life.
I am forcing myself to try new things. Stuff I have always wanted to do or something I have to challenge myself at to accomplish. Last week I made homemade cinnamon rolls for the first time. I have always wanted to, but yeast and I have a love/hate relationship. But I decided I was going to try again. And I am SO glad I did. They were AMAZING!!! Turned out better than perfect! I am sewing things I never would have considered to before. They are challenging me greatly but I am for sure growing my skill knowledge. I have plans on staining some furniture that I’ve wanted to do for a long time. If I’m not busy with packing, house selling stuff, or cleaning, I make sure every chance I can to have a project to work on so my mind will have something constructive to focus on instead of ruminating and entertaining the voice in my head. The key is to do something I can take pride in when it is complete. Even if the finished product isn’t perfect, I can be proud I tried and finished it. Learning to self-love is not easy to do but something I am slowly learning.
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