Did you ever play that game? You pull sticks out one by one and try not to drop any of the marble they are holding up top? I feel like the sticks keep getting pulled every time I get myself settled to hold my remaining “marbles” in place. I have tried to make this journey about honesty with myself…in order to not cover stuff up and pretend its all ok. So here is my honesty from yesterday…I screwed up! My first thought was to slink off of here for a few days…run and hide my shame. That would make it worse so here is my whiny/venty/excuse blog.
My 12 y/o started texting me yesterday…late morning. It went back and forth for about an hour. (He is not to have his phone on in school by the way so I was getting pissed). He said he had tried to call my phone from the office…I didn’t get any calls but my phone sucks so it is possible. Basically, someone punched him in the back in the hallway and because the halls were filled with kids he didn’t see who it was. He gets picked on and it breaks my heart. Bottom line tho, he was wanting me to get him out of school. The nurse had looked him over and saw nothing of concern. The office had him try to pick out who it was from pics and he could not and there was no video surveillance in that particular hallway. He got REALLY upset that I wouldn’t come get him and my heart just broke. If he was one who didn’t miss much school…I would have picked him up in a heartbeat…but he is ALWAYS trying to get out of school. My kids have been picked on (the boys), off and on over the years and it makes me crazy…I feel like I could just go bonkers because someone is hurting my child. I have tried to teach then to befriend all kids and even stand up for those who get picked on. So because they aren’t jocks or the popular group, they get harassed. To make matters worse, my son was going up to his Dads after school so I wouldn’t even get the chance to explain my reasons to him and give him the love I wanted to…to just hug him and sit with him.
Anyway, it just literally knocked the wind out of my sails…shutdown…meltdown…standby mode. I cried for a while and then just shut down…ate a little something because it was past lunch at that point…then I kicked back and took a nap. After that I basically did nothing but mope…pick at food here and there…nothing horrible and no massive amounts but just not caring. I said screw it to any exercise …after what I just blogged about moving it and doing a definite 2 miles. So there my honesty…I wussed out. I gave up and didn’t fight for what I need to do for me. I let life win and became a quitter. And I will say that this morning, Im not feeling much different…just limp. These problems shouldn’t be so difficult for me to deal with. I know it may seem so trivial to some…but its been years…YEARS of one thing after another or even buckets at once of problems and I guess I just cant handle it anymore. It ALL overwhelms me…the little and the big. I just want some peace in my life…some hope…some answers.
I need to do a little less talk…a lot more action. Flapping my lips isn’t burning calories. Being bummed isn’t helping. I feel caught in a never ending circle of problems. I know its to be expected in life…but I just feel like as soon as I struggle to get my feet under me and Im still on wobbly legs…Satan comes along to shove me back down and laugh…just like the bullies that go after my kids. I am tired…just want to not have to fight everything.
Tonight is my girls night out. Have not been out like this is over 25 years…at the moment I am not really wanting to go…but I know I will enjoy the company and getting caught up. Just really don’t want to tap into my life for discussion…I’ll end up crying.
Well…how is that for an uplifting happy ay its Friday kinda blog:) Sorry but its gotta come out.
Hope you guys have a wonderful weekend.