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After an emotionally trying weekend I’m now riding the down slope of the rollercoaster. It all started with
stress that I didn’t release. Now the anxiety has taken it’s chunk out of me.. makes me feel less whole & it’s hard to hold off the weighty depression. I’ve been trying to breathe through it, trying so hard not to take it out on my children.
Even with the right cocktail of meds and a healthy attitude, some days it’s so incredibly hard.
All I could think about tonight was “just getting through until bedtime”. But my eldest daughter, very wise at the ripe old age of eight and three-quarters, asked me if I’d like to colour-in with her.
I almost said no.
I’m glad I didn’t.
Instead of hiding in my cave alone tonight I channelled my frustrations onto something positive. I clutched the pencils hoping for some thread of myself to come back to me. The colouring book came alive with reds and greens and purples. The stress slipped a little. Not much, but enough to quell the fight or flight for a while.
Enough for now.
Best of all, I got to spend some quality “healing” time with my 2 favourite gals. It was just as much for them as it was for me. We are all so busy these days.
I must admit I still don’t feel great but knowing that I didn’t shut my kids out means the world.