![]() That’s why, when I talk myself down from the edge of overwhelm, I prefer to think of it as one pancake at a time, rather than steps. In my head, it’s all happening right now. Just eat what you can, and we will freeze the rest for the later.” I completely miss the part where the other person is all, “of course, it’s not like you have to eat them all at once. I will die if I eat this many pancakes all at one time. The next thing I know, they’ve set a stack of pancakes, towering towards the ceiling, in front of me. A pancake sounds ok, right? People love pancakes. Imagine that someone offers you pancakes. On a good day, I can rock a to-do list and try to focus only on the immediate needs.Ī lot of days are not good days. To me, this is not a chronological list of thoughts nor a linear to-do list. Concurrent with all my own stuff.īasically, I’m overwhelmed by both my own life and everyone else’s, all at the same time. But some bastardization of empathy makes me feel like all that is on me, as well. Nevermind that I have no intention or desire to do any of those things. For instance, other people’s jobs sound too difficult, and I’m totally stressed out about the idea of being a construction worker, and no way could I ever be a musician, and I’ll totally fail at being an accountant, and it would suck to be the person at Biscuitville who has to go put the new letters on the sign when it’s 10 degrees out, and I could never make it through grad school, I would be a shit business owner, and I’m going to panic a little because I know I’d have a nervous breakdown if I had to work night shift. I can’t help but put myself in their shoes - but as myself. Hell, sometimes I get anxious about other people’s pancakes. ![]() I need to clean, and help with homework, and cook dinner, and the garage needs painting, and the bathroom fan needs replacing, and we’re going to have to move eventually to have enough space, and omg that will mean cleaning everything and fixing all the things, and will we be able to afford it, and how did I ever do XYZ, and I need to go grocery shopping, and I’m not applying for new jobs but it would be very stressful if I were, and what if I get a new job someday, that sounds scary, and does Rowan need more clothes in his daycare bag, and I need to schedule that appointment, and what if my friends hate me, and why are the kids crying, and do we need more toilet paper, and work is going to be busy in a few months, and… ![]() Everything is stacked up on top of each other, all at one time. When I’m overwhelmed, I don’t have steps. Also, it sounds like they’re trying to trick me into exercising. I would totally do that if I could even see the individual steps through the fog that encompasses the spiral of my thoughts. Of course, this leads people to exclaim, “just take it one step at a time!” Duh. Ok, most of the time I get overwhelmed by life.
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