I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
'Cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright
LINKIN PARK, "Breaking The Habit"
This week I don’t have much positive stuff to say. I don’t want to BMC all over the blog again even though you all are understanding, wonderful and kind. I’ve kinda been withdrawing into myself and I know I’ve missed a bunch of stuff. Sorry about that.
I’m way behind on most of my goals but I’m not going to beat myself up about it. I keep working on my tank on Fridays at meet up and that has to suffice for now.
I wanted to write this inspirational cat post. As you can see from the above picture, our cat corner is finally complete. I’m really happy with it. I’ve honored both my beloved boys. It makes me happy to have them together again since they loved each other so much.
Every weekend we get a little more done. We keep trading solutions to make a little more room here and there. I give away what I can. It is hard to fit two families under one roof but we are doing the best we can.
I’m trying to work on my peace-at-any-price nature which is happy to make sure others are content while making me miserable.
What makes one person be able to take insults and brings another to tears? What allows one person to love themselves while another only sees their faults?
Why is one person born with a perception filter that allows them to see the world as they choose and not as it truly is?
I want to change.
It was easy to diet. I say “easy” because there were rules and I followed them and got results. I played it like a game and won.
But these emotions that I’m wrestling with have no “rules”. There is no way to plan or work with them. They explode through me whether I’m ready for them or not. I’m afraid to harden myself though. I don’t want to lose myself while looking for answers.
And I’m afraid that it isn’t something that can be changed without giving away a part of me that is my core.
I’m an empath. I feel. That is what I do…it is at the core of who I am. It helps me to be a healer. Tuning into people’s emotions helps me to be a better friend to those I care about.
The problem is when those feelings are turned inward then everything is so intense and seems bigger then it really is…they take on a life of their own. The line between reality and emotion becomes blurred.
…and I become lost. Like I am now.
So this weekend while we are cleaning the garage I hope to do some inner work too…because right now I’m a mess.
*hugs to you all*