This is an off topic post and I am using this post as a way to think of the cuff, to go with my mental flow. If you are a follower of my blog you will be well aware of my recent crisis. If you are curious a to what is going on with that, I have found a lawyer, the paddy wagon has been towed off to get fixed and thanks to Google maps I am getting around town using public transportation when my wife is not able to help me. To pay for my poor decision I am taking a loan on my 401k. Hopefully I won’t need all I borrowed from my golden years.
This experience has been a wake up call to me. Not only is it taking the financial toll on me, it is also taking an emotional and mental toll. To say this has strained an already fragile marriage would be an understatement. So not must I only deal with the issue at hand but the loss of my best friend for the last 16 years. The first 3 days I wallowed in grief and self pity and yesterday after having a surprisingly light afternoon with her, I realized I have to let everything go for my own sanity. I cannot fight against the brick wall of her resoluteness not can I chip it down. It is an obstacle I cannot overcome but the obstacles I can overcome are my own.
My struggles are not only the present but past demons and ghosts of bad decisions. For most of my life I have lived a very insular life. I came from an abusive childhood, always questioning my self worth, always thinking I was not good enough and deserving. I have bottled my emotions and acted impulsively with no regard to the consequences. I have few friends and the ones I have I keep at arms length.
I have hidden my fears and sadness in sarcasm, binge drinking, and solitude even when I have had people that loved me and would have helped and called it individuality. I have hidden the dark recesses of my mind and heart afraid I would push people away. I reveled in being apart so people would not see the real me. I was aloof to keep people from me for fear of rejection and pain and in doing so I have rejected and pushed people away, even those who mean the most to me beyond repair.
The last 12 years I have hidden more so, becoming more insular and withdrawn from the world. Bad decisions were made by both my wife and myself then. I hid my bad decisions in a cloak of lies and deceit in the name of protecting the ones I loved only to have the light of truth expose them and hurt those even more.
Those demons I must face headlong and find it in myself to be the better person I can be. To find the joy and beauty in life and love. I have to overcome the emotionally disconnected autopilot I have set on course. I felt if I sacrificed all for family I would be deserving of their love with no emotional buy in. I havehad periods of stirring but the demons slowly squashed that awareness to take over again. I would find the smallest thing and call it rejection without seeing the giving actions as affirmation of love. I have been sullen and snapped and have lost myself.
My new journey must be one of finding who I am, finding my passions (beyond celtic music), finding joy and accepting love without fear of being hurt. I have lost the inner child that delights in simple things, always the cynic that I call being a realist.
This blog has helped me come out of my shell a little bit, so perhaps I have already started my steps on a long journey especially with further clarity.