Saturday, July 23, 2005

Edgy...

Ok. So.

I'm at that point.

You know what I'm talking about.

That point where you just cannot take anymore. You must/ have to/ need to get away from whatever has driven you to that point. Where your head will just explode if you do not remove yourself from the situation.

Thats me.

And thats also me removing myself from the situation.

I've been so stressed out for the last two weeks that last night I finally emotionally broke. Feeling awful about it as my hubby is 10 times more stressed than me and my flipping out last night didn't help anything. But it did feel good. In a round-about way. I think.

Anyway, after chugging a Dr Pepper and getting "its ok" nuzzles from my sweet kitty Sable - I am better.

Thats my story at least.

Have you ever reached that point? Tell me about it - it will make me feel better.

10 Comments:

At 1:25 PM, Blogger Lyndanna said...

Rox, you are so not alone!

I feel like if one more thing happens I am going to explode from the inside out.

Should I list all of my problems for you? No, it would take all day. I will tell you this, between school, work, and the newest the FAA trying to send my husband to jail for stupid things, I don't know anymore.

It will get better, at least I keep telling myself that.

 
At 1:42 PM, Blogger rayleen said...

I feel like that sometimes. Actually I'm in a state of "who cares" that you reach after the freak out.

My best solution is to get together with my girlfriends and gab about stuff. Or make a phone call. Or do something for myself. :)

I really rely on my friends for support. I guess...that's my final answer.

 
At 2:27 PM, Blogger Christine said...

Little Miss Edgy...maybe you really need to step back and evaluate what really matters to you. If you are not in a good place you can't be there for Hubby. Sometimes, just driving around is helpful to me...I am alone, I can blast whatever music gets my emotions out and I am not bothering anyone else. You are in my thoughts.

 
At 5:40 PM, Blogger FaerieLady said...

Oh yes, I've reached that place before, and am currently in the "digging myself out" stage now. It's actually rather interesting the amount of people who're reaching the explosion point in the past couple weeks...

 
At 7:03 AM, Blogger Yarngirl said...

Oh yes, been there, done that. family vacation - terrible car accident where MIL and BIL were seriously hurt, 100's of miles from home, spent all the time at a hospital 3 hours away, two little kids, Yes, I have been there. You have to realize that by letting the pent up feelings out, you are better equip to handle whatever else comes along. You need to take care of YOU, too, or you won't be any use to anyone else. I hope you are feeling less Edgy and more centered now. Feel free to vent it here because we will listen!

 
At 8:04 AM, Blogger LisaB said...

OH believe me I am getting there with my injury. And I'm afraid the explosion is going to happen at work. Oh dear.

I'm glad you were able to get whatever it was out of you. Sometimes it helps to let it all out.

I hope things start turning around and you arn't as stressful.

 
At 6:36 PM, Blogger KSD said...

First, ice a 6-pack of Dr. Pepper. Have it handy.

Second, set the timer on the microwave. Two or three minutes should suffice.

Third, scream or flail or cry or "whatever" until the timer sounds. (Guzzling Dr. Pepper occasionally allowed.) When the timer goes off, you MUST stop --- screaming or flailing or "whatevering." Dr. Pepper drinking is still allowed.

If you've managed to go the full time, you should feel better. If not, re-set the timer, and begin again.
;)

 
At 4:59 PM, Blogger Donni said...

Hey Chickie! Remember my recent meme? 1 year ago? Just remember - knit socks to the mantra "I am not alone, I am not alone" - BTW can you come to our Stitch n Bitch on Saturday? See blog for details.

 
At 8:51 AM, Blogger Jacqueline said...

2000 - we just bought a house, we were preparing for a wedding, we just got this insane german shepherd and in the midst of all this his father has a stroke and dies. (Long story short - the business affairs of my fil were a nightmare.) Anyway, we're talking to our church counsellor about the wedding and the topic of his dad's death comes up and she asks LR how he's dealing with it. He says, fine.

I at this point burst into tears, and my husband *who has just lost his father* has to console me in front of this lady.

You are not alone. Every woman in the world has been there and you are totally allowed to say, 'enough.'.

 
At 9:53 AM, Blogger Elspeth said...

I have gone through that multiple times this summer with three kids home and my DH working "all the hours". You are definitely not alone and I'm glad you found someone to help!

 

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