Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Huge Changes in 2012


This isn't a very happy post, it's really just to get my feelings out... just a forewarning. 
Like I always say, I've always been better at writing my feelings then talking about them.

When I was 12 I graduated from elementary school if you can call it graduating. For the next two weeks I found myself constantly crying and thinking about the future and growing older or growing-up. My Dad took my out to an empty parking lot and told me to get into the drivers seat. As I pressed the accelerator and then proceeded to break too hard my Dad told me that there is a lot to look forward to and that there is no reason to be upset. At 16 I get to drive, at 18 I get to go off to college, I get to travel, and at 21 I get to drink and then have my own family someday.
Sitting here on the verge of one of the biggest life changes thus far, I can’t help but think back to that. The same feelings are coming back. I ‘m 22 and all I think about is how I don’t want to grow up. I don’t want to get older. 

I got a “big girl job”. The job isn’t so glamorous, but I can’t really complain. The benefits are excellent, and there is plenty of opportunity for growth I took this job 3 hours away where my bf lives.  I’m moving out for the first time away from my entire family and all of my friends.
 I’m having trouble coping with the idea of leaving my family. I’m constantly crying, I feel sick all the time and I can’t shake the anxiety or depression. The idea of not seeing my sister through her highschool years, (She’s my best friend), not enjoying a glass of wine with my parents, and not celebrating little and great achievements at my grandmothers with the rest of my family is tearing me apart. My brother isn’t even really moving away. He is going to a school near home. It’s not really that I don’t want to move out it’s just the fact that I won’t be able to play video games with my brother or joke around with him, and I won’t be able to hang out with my sister or give my family random hug attacks like I like to do. I’m a stubborn and independent person, but I’m also very family oriented. If I move I feel like I have no family or I’ll need to start my own from the ground up.

That’s another thing that is causing such great anxiety in me. I don’t want to be in my late 20’s when I finally have children, and I don’t want to be the last to be engaged or get married. I have a fear that I’m going to have to wait a long time before I can start my own family. I guess right now it’s important to figure out what I want in life.

I’m in love with this man. I’m moving to him.
I want to be engaged.
I want kids and a family.
I want a dog.
I want a fulfilled life.

Right now… I don’t feel it and I can’t picture it. I guess that’s what’s scaring me.

I picture an apartment, kind of empty, lacking light, grey walls. The only source of happiness is that fact that I get to see my bf everyday. My family isn’t there. No pets, and all I do is work and come home.

 I can’t picture anything else. I guess it’s part of having anxiety. It’s terrible. I wish it would go away and I wish I could think normally. I’m trying, but every time I picture what makes me happy or cheers me up it’s my family and then I start getting upset again.It feels as though I'm going to die or I'm getting close to it it is one of my greatest fears. I know it's not rational to think that way though.

I know I will be fine, and I know it’s not like I’m never going to see my family again. Everyone is excited for me and I feel like I should be excited, but I’m finding it hard to get to the excitement that’s buried under these heavy feelings.

How do I stop this anxiety? How do I shake it? I feel alone. I know I'm not, but that's what anxiety does.

1 comment:

  1. hi sexi,

    i am new to your blogs and have not read your back stories, but this story touches me.

    i was in my early twenties when i met the man i was to marry. We moved in with each other, then the band we were a part of drove across country, which was 3,000+ miles away from where i grew up...we worked, rehearsed all the time and performed when not at rehearsal. We were so busy, we did not have time to breathe. The years passed like pages in a book one reads...so fast. We married, got dogs and moved around a little and ended up very close to where we began.

    As time went on, things happened here and there that can happen in a relationship...tough things...things that tore us apart and our marriage had come to an end. i am now in my forties, and with the most amazing Man i have ever met - the man of my dreams pales in comparison to the Man of my reality and i have never been happier.

    Life can be scary and confusing and quite unpredictable. There are chances you will need to take, disappointments that will make you sad, accomplishments that will make you proud - good and bad times await, but that is part of life. The cycle of life is always changing, like the seasons...Winter never fails to turn into Spring...no one lives for ever, so why fear death, right?

    What helped me through all along the way was faith and hope. Faith in that i am protected by the universe (as long as i do the right thing in life: cause and effect). i learned that it is natural to suffer what there is to suffer and enjoy what there is to enjoy and regard both suffering and joy as a part of life.

    So, feel what you are going to feel, laugh, cry, but never give up hope for change when things are bad and have faith that you will make it through life with many great adventures.

    Keep blogging - it is an outlet and a way for others to support you on your journey.

    *hugs*

    kitten{SirW}

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