It just hit me like a ton of bricks today as I was driving to the Pharmacy to pick up my medicine...
Here it is, a holiday weekend, I was seeing my neighbors packing their car for a fun road trip with bikes, coolers, beach chairs....I was noticing all the people driving around getting last minute things done...And then all the people at Sam's club buying their holiday bbq foods and drinks...as well as seeing all my friends FB statuses about their fun plans for the weekend. (not that they don't invite me...just not able to go)
I also was listening to 80's/90's music in the car on the 20 minute drive there and that is when I look back and think of 'in my prime'...From after high school through age 30...before any real huge pain issues started to change my entire life...
So it was a Van Morrison song that set me over the edge with all these memories that came flooding back...
Thinking of all those holiday weekends through the years where it was me feeling great, no pain, lots of energy, tan, healthy, planning my own road trip to go camping or to the beach with friends or a boyfriend...How exciting it was to just have no money worries back then with working at a good job, looking forward to a 3 day weekend knowing I would have so much fun and feeling that giddiness of 'the world is my oyster' type feeling...
And then here I am right now...still young at 42, but my body feeling older...driving to go get my medicine, no big plans for the weekend as I certainly don't have any extra money to get away, and it will pretty much be like most other weekends with nothing too exciting...
So...I waited until after I got my medicine and was driving back home as I didn't want my face and eyes all puffy after crying walking around the store! LOL....And I don't want my mom to see me so upset at the house....So I had myself a very good 20 minute cry on the way home...Mourning the loss of my 'old self'....wallowing in my own self pity....going through the mad/sad emotions..
Then when I sat in the car for a few minutes and got myself together...Knowing that God still has big plans for me....that I'm thankful for a roof over my head, food in my fridge, my wonderful family and friends whom I love and love me back....and that it could always be worse!..LOL..
Thanks for letting me share my 'woe unto me' story...I try to only have these every so often to not sit in sadness...as I truly feel blessed in my life..but ya just have to let out those tears at times...
I believe in the saying of being never able to appreciate the beauty of the Rainbow without the rain..
So...anybody else want to share a pity party moment or a story of picking yourself up and dusting yourself off?
This can be the catharsis thread!
Hugs to my HW peeps:)