Seventy Eight: Instead of fighting

This began as an incoherent blog post, I think though, that it can be a reason too incomprehensible or not.

Just gonna try and put what I’m thinking down coherently.

I know this is stuff I’ve known logically for a long time, but it’s kinda a new realization for me, however much I’ve known it.

The background to this post is that I’ve been struggling a lot the past few months. In a good way. I’ve been learning what it likes to actually live in the world, and live in the present, live with reality, and live with mindfulness too, it’s awesome! And it’s hard, as it brings up everything I’ve been running away from too. It’s been hard. A couple of weeks ago the world, which I was beginning to handle now that I was actually living in the world, had a bottle of oil poured over it, and has therefore been slipping out of my grasp. I was handling it okay for the first few days, but, when I was dealing with a crisis, and AH (therapist skyping) really hurt me, actually not through anything wrong he did, more what he didn’t do, but then didn’t actually try to understand when I was trying to explain it to him, it was too much.

For the past week I’ve been throwing up. I do want to lose weight, and have thought about making an issue with food, but that’s not why I’ve been doing it.  I’m not actually sure why. Maybe because of the way it takes me out of the ‘real’ world and into the alternate reality of my head. Maybe it’s the control. I don’t know. I do know that I need to stop. I have to stop now, when it’s not yet been a week. However much as soon as I started I was immediately back into the food game, it’s still not been that long. It’s surprising to me to see how once I did it once, it was after almost everything I ate, and it affects the way I eat. I don’t mind losing the weight I need to. Throwing up won’t cause that. Not eating enough will. I want to eat enough though. I don’t want to be purging. I want to be living a healthy lifestyle. I want to be living IN the world. I found it hard, excruciatingly painful, to be living in the world, but I loved it.

It brought with something awesome, too. Living in the world I mean. I’ve never known what I felt. I was once asked by a crap therapist to fill in a mood diary, every hour write what I was feeling. I thought she was crazy. She eventually asked me to write if it was good or bad. I actually wasn’t able to do it. My repertoire for feelings were freaking out or nothing. It eventually extended to frustrated, okay, and calm. Living in the world has added some more. Guilt. Fear. Anxiety. On edge. Stressed. Anger. I’m just noticing now that they’re all ‘negative’  feelings. I’ve wanted to know what I was feeling for a while. I never tune into it now either, but it’s interesting that when I think about a situation now, I can actually name some of what it brings up for me. It may only be some, but if this is what living in the world instead of living in the alternate reality of my head, brings with it, I want it. Yeah, it’s scary. Terrifying is more accurate. Especially because at the moment all is the negative that I’ve never seen. Plus, living surrounded by walls is a hell of a lot safer. I can’t be hurt that way. But, it’s living. I don’t know how to put it into words other than that, that it’s living, and if I’m living life, I want to be really living, and not just, pretend living.

Using anything at all has clouded it all. I want to stop. Fighting never works for me. It has never worked. If I fight what I want I’ll just end up losing, and be exhausted from the battle. I’m not strong enough for the fight. Nor am I strong enough to hold back from sheer will power. The other day after I went and threw up yet again and was annoyed about it, I realized that I don’t need to fight it, and I don’t especially need to act on it. For, I can acknowledge what I want, accept what I want. And, acknowledging it doesn’t mean acting on it. Somehow to me, if I want it, I have to do it. There isn’t the pause in between. Yeah I’m impulsive 🙂 often been asked if I’ve ADHD (that’s when my head is whirling and everything rambles one from one to the other with no coherence in it). But, acknowledging it doesn’t make it wrong. I don’t want to think of what I do as ‘wrong’ or ‘bad’. It isn’t. As someone wrote to me once, it’s a way of trying to stay safe. It is my way of trying to stay safe. To handle a world that’s way too overwhelming. And I can’t fight it. But, that doesn’t mean I have to act on it.

I know it sounds obvious. But, it’s kinda like the obvious that, just didn’t click, which, somehow it has now. That the way to handle what I want is to recognize it. If I’m not aware of it I’ll definitely act on it. I never used to be aware of what I was going to do until I already had done it. It took a really long time for me to see that there was usually, even if just for a moment, awareness beforehand. I can’t say there’s forethought, for there mostly isn’t, but awareness there usually is. The more I tune into the world, the more I see it. And by tuning into what I want, I can acknowledge it. And accept it. That yes, right now I want to do xyz. I realized it, and, then I was going to bring a plastic bag to my room to prepare painkillers (empty into a bag, get rid of the packaging). For what, I’m not sure, it’s just I need it prepared. Let it be. Be with it. Okay, so I need it prepared. Okay so I really need it prepared. And, it’s okay that I do. And move on. Doesn’t mean I have to go and do it. So at this moment in time I ate a lot of cookies. Was baking since I was hungry and ate a lot more than was healthy. I want to throw up. I feel guilty for eating so much. And, it’s okay. I feel guilty for eating. I want to get rid of the food. I don’t need to act on it. I think that it won’t only help with it, but it’ll help me tune into what’s going on for me at that moment in time.

I was journaling it through earlier today, here is this part of it: Ate…. want to throw up. Okay, so I want to throw up, I feel guilty for having eaten so much (so much being maybe an egg) and wrong that I did. Okay, so I want to throw up. Does that mean I have to? No. I don’t need to. I just really want to. I also don’t want to, as it’s not healthy. As I think the obsessing and acting may play a part in the film covering everything and I want to live back in the real world….. So yeah, I want to throw up. And that’s okay.

I don’t know where this awareness will take me to. I don’t know how much it’ll help. I think it’ll help for the moments I use it. For me the moments don’t extend very much. So I can acknowledge, and accept it, but, 2 moments later I’ll want it again, and I’m not sure I’ll always have the energy to apply it. And it means tuning in a lot. So I don’t yet know where this’ll take me. I feel like I’ve learned something new. Although it’s probably not really new, for me it seems new, so I’m happy about that. And I want to live in the world. Really want to get back to that. Irrespective of how hard I know it’s going to be. It was difficult, but it was the good kind of hard. Which I really and truly want.

Here goes to learning to recognize what I want, and accept it and move on, without actually acting on it. You joining me?


4 Replies to “Seventy Eight: Instead of fighting”

  1. Hi! U are exactly right. U don’t have to act on it. I know this is very difficult for u and I hope that it gets easier soon. U are doing good even if it doesn’t feel like it. And u do a ton of good at the forum.

    Best wishes on your journey. Thank u for all of your kindness and invites to me 🙂 Dawn

  2. Hi. U are right. U don’t have to act on it. U are doing good, even if it doesn’t feel like that and u do a ton of good at the forum!!

    Thank u for all u do and the invites. Best wishes on your journey! Dawn🙂

  3. I want to join you. I wish I could. Your words do inspire me.. but I’m not as strong as you. I also want to live, but I’ve forgotten how. I don’t know if I’ll ever be alive again Eliza.. but seeing the dust settling in your mind and the fog lifting from your eyes and you taking steps that are forward and come all the easier because the weight of acceptance is so much lighter than the weight of struggling.. it makes me proud. Proud of you and proud to know you. Keep writing.. the knots will unravel.

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