Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Most of the time, it seems like I can handle life; I have goals I'm achieving (if only getting through the laundry and getting everyone picked up on time), and I can balance the things in life in front of me. I'll be going along my merry way, and then - almost like a cloud descending, I just get very blue. Sometimes it is the proverbial "thorn in the side," of things in my life that I can't change, or am challenged with often enough that I just feel worn down by them.
And like Spiderman, I want to retreat, up high somewhere - alone, and hope that it will pass. I try to avoid the phone at these times because I simply can't be all chipper and my positive, well-balanced, self. I brood. I fret. I feel like sleeping for 100 years. But part of the uneasiness, is that I KNOW that it's not my regular self. If clanging a bunch of metal would get me out of it, I'd be running to the nearest bell tower - at least that's how it worked for Spiderman. I haven't tried it, now that I think about it. But I'm pretty sure that it would only give me a headache.
It will pass, and life will take a gentle curve up. But for now, I'm just somewhere in the black to blue range. Some people would not approve of sad/ depressed/ unhappy times, and are anxious to get you out. But for now, I'm gonna wallow in it, get all pruny, and then move on when the darkness starts to fade. We can't all be super heroes all the time, right?
Posted by Katrina at 4:02 PM