Hey everyone,
I know I haven’t posted here for a long time. Life has just been completely crazy and I’ve been struggling to keep up with everything.
But today I was inspired to write a post. I had a really difficult day, mentally I am not okay. I am burning out, I’m sick at the moment and life isn’t slowing down. After a slight panic attack and a good cry I was left with one question floating around in my brain.
“Is this why I’m alone?”
I have a lot of issues and over the years after loads of trauma, it just got worse. I am in therapy, I have a wonderful therapist and I do the work… everyday I work with the tools I have to get through the day but…. but then something happens that turns me upside down and I’m left feeling completely helpless.
I have always needed assistance in life and I have always had it, then my mother passed away and I was left alone and scared. My father doesn’t understand how to help and he doesn’t have the time to help, so a lot of the time…. I just…flounder. Some days are better than others, some days I can get through without much hassle but then there are days like today. Luckily, I have one person who I can rely on in the really bad times but they also have a life and I feel bad asking them for help. Today I realized if I don’t ask for their help, I will pass out from the anxiety. I’m actually still feeling a little dizzy.
Anyway, they came to the rescue and they will assist me with my problem but this whole thing led me straight back to the question always niggling at the back of my mind…
“Is this why I’m alone?”
Now, this question makes sense in lots of ways. I push people away because I’m scared of them. I pull away from people because I’m scared of myself. People make me extremely tired because I have a spicy brain. I don’t trust anyone because of trauma. I have raging anxiety that stops me from living a normal life. I have a spicy brain that doesn’t understand why things are the way they are. I do not function like a normal human.
“Is this why I’m alone?”
Who would ever want to deal with my special brand of crazy and who would be willing to assist me in the ways that I need? And who the hell am I, to ask for assistance from anyone.
“Is this why I’m alone?”
I don’t know if I’ll ever have an answer to that question and I don’t know if that question will ever go away. But the logical part of my brain and my heart insists that just because I am different and just because I find life incredibly hard… that doesn’t mean I should give up and that doesn’t mean I’m not worthy of receiving love and kindness from someone.
So if you feel the same way and you often find yourself asking… “Is this why I’m alone?” Just know that (and excuse the corn) you’re not alone. You deserve the love, support and kindness that you crave and that you need to function.
If you’ve read all this, thank you and I hope you know that you’re loved.
Until next time,
Love and Light