I'm carrying over quite a bit of PTO from this year to next and was called out on this by a co-worker. "Your bosses take vacation! You have the time! Do it!" Though vacations are wonderful they make me anxious. Doing nothing brings up huge fears in me. These fears aren't fully formed and I can't say exactly what's bothering me. Not having my hyper-scheduled days planned? Wondering what's happening at home? Typically when I take a vacation someone else suggests dates and it's much longer than I want. I shave a day or two off with an excuse but still get concerned at the length of time. When I arrive it takes me a solid 2-3 days to truly unwind. I may be poolside with a drink in hand but my mind is swirling everywhere trying to regain a sense of control. When I'm busy I feel in control.
I don't think you need to look all too far into my past to see that control and survival are at the core of my busyness. I can only relax at home when truly everything around me is perfection. And it's never perfection. I have no concept of a day watching Netflix or laying in pajamas. Even when I procrastinate, which is much more than you'd expect from me, my mind is going. I'm making mental lists, looking at the time, planning the most efficient way to get things done. I worry constantly that I'm missing something, that I'll drop the ball somewhere, and it will all crash down on me with no one to pick me up.
Even being a yoga and meditation teacher, it takes tremendous effort and will for me to practice what I preach. I go to yoga almost daily and know well how a class ends; you get comfortable on your back or whatever position feels good, get still, breathe. And it's hard. The joke in yoga is that this pose, savasana, is the hardest because you do nothing. I can't just lie down either; I need to set my blocks so they are ready to be put away, wind up my strap, and make sure I can have everything done so I'm first out of the room. Why do I do this? Am I late for something? No, I just need to get the busyness out of my system to allow myself those few moments of stillness.
Staying busy allows me not to think too deeply about what is bothering me. When I'm busy I can avoid the hard questions that lurk in my head. Too much inner thought can take me down scary roads that bring up pain or force me to face the things and take action. Action could mean discomfort, I may need to say yes, say no, accept a hard truth and no longer pretend I don't know.
I'm extremely tired...
I was you for so long. I worked two. At times three jobs so that my brain didn’t have a chance to attack me. I come from an abusive past. I have endured and survived abuse. I used to think that I had zero value if I wasn’t working g. Or being a caregiver. Or a mom. It took me 58 years to realize I actually deserved to be happy. Thus. Where I am today. Retiring. Moving away from my beloved grandbabies. And my son’s. Selling my house. Taking my entire fucking existence and reinventing it. And it’s scary as fuck. And I could t be more excited. It could all blow up in my face and nothing that could happen could be worse than what I’ve already faced. My point..? Age is a great way to move past your fear. When you start to face mortality it can make one take chances. Kimberly, don’t ever quit on you. Remember your past is why you are here today. Change the future to show your son that it can be done. Don’t be trapped by fear. Don’t let him. Or them. Win. Show this world what a real survivor looks like. You will get there. Suddenly. Amazingly. Surprisingly. When you least expect it. Until then, take it from another survivor...you got this and I got you!!! Xoxo
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