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Originally Posted by LucKeeLife
less lazy moar writing, please
we've all had them, describe your emotional slump
whenever I'm going through big changes it seems like its always a rush and then sort of plateau's. Always asking myself, 'is this who i am' 'is this what i want'. It's like my subconscious needs to catch up with how i've been living just to make sure its all good
stay positive blazin!
Ahh you caught me :P Been in a super lazy mode of living recently
This emotional slump I've been in has probably been the cause of my laziness, allowing me to wallow in self-pity and such.
Having now, on the 29th of November, reached 4 months of complete sobriety, I've become... situated in my recovery. At times it's as if my days of using and causing disastrous situations for myself are only a bad nightmare, nothing more. Yet this is something I know to not be true. I know in the back of my head, as well as in previous posts I've made here, that it was all too real..
The things I have done in the past have begun to hold a more prevalent position in my mind, causing great amounts of fear and worry within myself.
To me, it seems as though all of the harms from my past are attempting to sneak up on me. I begin to doubt my ability to persevere through this downswing, and to those who are unaware, it is the first downswing I have encountered since being sober. It's silly really, we all know the cards will fall where they may, and there isn't much we can do since it is not "we" who control the show. So here I am, trying to figure out how I can fix something I know I can not fix. I begin to feel desperate..
Here comes the doubt in my ability to refrain from drugs and alcohol. For good reason I believe that I should be worried, and yet I find myself trying to rid myself of this fear for an even better reason. I have little control over the way things happen in my life, and at times I will have little control over the disappointment of unwanted things happening. I am muddled in confusion, what am I to do?
This is when the shunned existence of hopelessness tries to creep it's way back into my soul.
Back down the rabbit hole of loneliness and despondency. Oh look, melancholy decides to tag along! Filling my mind with disturbing "What if" and "Why me" theories, I recede into myself. What a party we have now!
This can't be right... No, not at all. Where do I go from here?
Alas, the party is busted.
Somewhere I find that I must accept these feelings for what they are, rather than allow them to beset my life with difficulties.
This revelation came out of self loathing and disappointment. At some point I found the humor in it all. Allowing myself to be free of that fear and anger was oh so subtle, a more than welcomed reprieve.
I stand up, and dust myself off with quiet satisfaction. I made it through another day, stronger than when I started.
How exhilarating it is to be able to come out of a slump such as this. To regain my composure when all was thought to be lost.
It seems so simple, yet changing your perspective when there are feelings involved can at times be futile. These are the times when I feel I must reach out for help, and continuously look for flaws in the way I am thinking.
Life isn't supposed to be so sad. There is no reason to hold onto those feelings of sadness, coddled up in a self deprecating fashion so as to satisfy the needs of my despair.
It's another step towards living a better life, learning to come back from hopelessness... Something I don't think I could have done in the past. I certainly would have gotten lost along the way before. I find comfort in knowing that I no longer have to live in the past. I am better learning how to handle these situations which use to baffle me, so when my mind begins to slip and reminisce, I have a way to redirect my attention back to today.
I'm still not perfect, but I think I'm making progress