What happens when you are at war with your feelings, emotions and inner self? Someone has to win and lately I feel like I am not in the driver’s seat when it comes to my feelings. As a survivor of a huge loss, I know there will be periods of up and down and even some all around days, but this time I am growing angry because I have found myself in one of those moments.
I know I can’t speed my healing along, however there are times when I really don’t want to be feeling the way I am, this week has been one of those times. Tomorrow marks an anniversary of a big step that my ex took in his new relationship and it is eating away at me from the inside out. I have blogged about this topic before in a post I did two years ago on the actual day. ( Sometimes Broken Can Be Beautiful) I talked about how I had survived a day that I thought was going to be extremely painful but circumstances of MY day led me in a different direction. So why now? Why this week a couple of years later am I feeling like it just happened?
I’ve been trying to analyze the circumstance to see why it is so upsetting to me, other than the obvious of course. I haven’t been much help to myself in thinking about it so I’m trying to rationalize it but I’m not having luck there either. If I look at the senses that contribute to memory I come up empty. I do not have a visual memory nor did I actually hear what was going on in the moment; it’s not like I could touch or smell anything from that day either. I’m still left with the big WHY?
How is this memory, that is not mine in the first place, able to be so haunting? I have tried and tried to change my focus this week and it all comes back to that impending date. If it was possible to erase a day from the calendar, out of all the painful days I have had I have to admit I would erase that anniversary.
Here is my logical explanation, however logical it may or may not be. I spent 20 years married to my childhood sweetheart, my only true love, and on that one day, in possibly a brief hour, my heart was broken. Yes it was damaged during the divorce and everything that led up to it and even in the days following, but this one event was the icing on the cake so to speak.
So now I am at this point where I can see why I am reacting this way, how do I stop it? I’m sure someday this month and date will roll in and not be such a big storm for me, but in the meantime how do I embrace it so that it does not tear me up inside? As I write this tonight, I am sitting in my lovely pink office, (yes pink with glitter), candles are lit and I’m reminding myself to relax. I look up and focus on the oil painted butterfly that hangs above my desk and I am reminded of why I love the butterfly. STRENGTH, COURAGE, TRANSFORMATION and RE-BIRTH.
All of those qualities that I cling to with the butterfly are what I will have to use to get myself through. I will need the strength to not let myself get so upset; the courage to stand up against my feelings and tell myself that I will be OK; transformation will happen with each year I am faced with this pending date; and re-birth will happen on that day that I no longer remember what it meant.
As far as the war goes, I’ve won because I’ve acknowledged that I still need to heal from this. My inner-self is waving a white flag because it knows that as long as I am honest with myself, and continue the work on my healing, those feelings do not stand a chance.
Have you fought with your inner emotions? Please comment
Kimberly
Courageous Butterfly
3/19/14
Free To Be Me, Francesca Battistelli
We all know how to take things for granted in life, some better than other’s and I”ll admit that I have done it as well. Recently I have noticed that I am missing some of the little things of my marriage. A morning smile, sharing a cup of coffee, or just a simple hug before beginning my day. I was really in a funk wishing I had someone to share all those things with, but upon about five minutes of reflecting on my past I can honestly say that I don’t think I ever had many of the little things while in my marriage.
How many times have we tried to go through a door the wrong way? And I’m speaking literally here. When it happens we look around to make sure that no one has seen it happen. Your walking with a purpose headed into your favorite store, your list in hand you approach the door and push, push, push. Why isn’t the door opening? It is then that directly in your line of vision, you see the rather large sign that says PULL. I’m three years post divorce and I feel like I have been living life pushing on doors that should have been pulled and pulling on doors that should have been pushed and I am getting nowhere.
Out of the Chrysalis 