The only option that I have this week is to talk about Mental Health. Otherwise I feel like a Health and Wellness failure. Why?
I made good food choices even in the face of Adversity this week. I got in a walk Monday and Tuesday totaling 8.8 miles. Hubbend left me to help his mother and I couldn't leave the kidlets. It's not that kind of relationship. Which is totally fine.
So, why would that make me feel like a Health and Wellness failure? Because mentally and emotionally I was distraught. I've been overwhelmed and unable to to cope well. I'm reverting to uncommunicative, strong and silent. Suck it up.
Yesterday was fabulousness. Turns out I LOVE those people. Even if after three days family ends up, "stinking like fish." Her words. So true. We were all ready to part ways.
Conspiratorial whisper: I think somebody sold me out and gave them this blog address. Because suddenly I'm being treated like freezer burn by them all. Oh well. This is my place to vent, and I know for a fact they were feeling the same way about me. I don't know what's better. Brutal honesty or Politeness. So, I meant to hurt nobody's feelings.
Because of such drama and my inability to express myself maturely, it was a fantastic relief to my anxiety and stress to go and spend half a day with the FatassFamily. She told me very sweetly I should have just been honest and firm when the layers of reasons outlasted my lack of resolve to say no. And I should. I should be much better at saying no and being firm, and letting things sort themselves out. I'm much better than I was and I'm learning.
Enough of THAT. I had such a fabulous time with my friend. I've been christened with a new name. Captain Spit 'n Spew or something like that. She has an enchanting influence over me, that I only recover from when I cough the last speck of aspirated food out of my lungs in time for my next visit with her. She makes me laugh uproariously. Asks me outrageous questions, and helps me organize my mental boxes. I love her.
Really I do. I wish we could fold over the map between my house and hers so we could be neighbors and turn the world upside down. Do you have a friend like that?
I made good food choices even in the face of Adversity this week. I got in a walk Monday and Tuesday totaling 8.8 miles. Hubbend left me to help his mother and I couldn't leave the kidlets. It's not that kind of relationship. Which is totally fine.
So, why would that make me feel like a Health and Wellness failure? Because mentally and emotionally I was distraught. I've been overwhelmed and unable to to cope well. I'm reverting to uncommunicative, strong and silent. Suck it up.
Yesterday was fabulousness. Turns out I LOVE those people. Even if after three days family ends up, "stinking like fish." Her words. So true. We were all ready to part ways.
Conspiratorial whisper: I think somebody sold me out and gave them this blog address. Because suddenly I'm being treated like freezer burn by them all. Oh well. This is my place to vent, and I know for a fact they were feeling the same way about me. I don't know what's better. Brutal honesty or Politeness. So, I meant to hurt nobody's feelings.
Because of such drama and my inability to express myself maturely, it was a fantastic relief to my anxiety and stress to go and spend half a day with the FatassFamily. She told me very sweetly I should have just been honest and firm when the layers of reasons outlasted my lack of resolve to say no. And I should. I should be much better at saying no and being firm, and letting things sort themselves out. I'm much better than I was and I'm learning.
Enough of THAT. I had such a fabulous time with my friend. I've been christened with a new name. Captain Spit 'n Spew or something like that. She has an enchanting influence over me, that I only recover from when I cough the last speck of aspirated food out of my lungs in time for my next visit with her. She makes me laugh uproariously. Asks me outrageous questions, and helps me organize my mental boxes. I love her.
Really I do. I wish we could fold over the map between my house and hers so we could be neighbors and turn the world upside down. Do you have a friend like that?
I have friend envy! My best friends also live far away. One I see only every 2 or 3 years. The other, maybe the same. So sad:(
ReplyDeleteMy BFF lives far, far away too.
ReplyDeleteAnyhoo, I am just so glad you had a fabu time! Talk about health and wellness...nothing tops quality time with a good friend!
Awesomeness to ice the cake. Nothing more perfect than that. I haven't had a friend like that in umpteen years. Wish I did but it's a lot harder to make those sort of close friends as you get older. I'm finding some pretty good ones here in blogland though.
ReplyDeleteMy close childhood friend lives far away too,I love how you said fold the map!
ReplyDeleteFrom what I know about her..she sounds amazing. I don't know if I have someone totally like that right now, but I have had it in the past. It's bliss
ReplyDeleteCaptain Spit-Take. Because you do a perfect spit-take. All over my lap.
ReplyDeleteLove you back.
I would love to fold the map...that sounds like a great idea :)
ReplyDeleteAh yes - I think we'd all manage our lives better if we could just say no and better yet- say no and not feel guilty afterwards. I have a friend like that...my bestie...she's just too far from me every day...but we make more of a point to stay "together" because of the distance so it's okay. Loves you!
ReplyDeleteI do have a friend like that. She lives across the world from me. We see each other about once every 3 years. She is my soul sista. Thank GOD for Skype. We can sit and have a cuppa together looking at each other and pretending we are actually across the table. Technology has improved so much since we first met over 20 years ago.
ReplyDeleteHang in there JBS. It may not seem like it but you are doing great.
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YES! My best friend lives forever away... :(
ReplyDeletehave a super weekend
I have a kindred spirit friend who lives 1500 miles away.
ReplyDeleteWhen we get together once a year we laugh, cry and pick up right where we left off last time.
damn.
ReplyDeleteyou.
her.
the way you both write.
DAMN.