Purse Dump*
- I go back to therapy today at 2 p.m. I am not loving that. I don’t want to. I am dragging myself kicking and screaming, because I *genuinely can’t afford it* and also because the next layer of stuff that needs tending is deep childhood stuff, and I’m feeling a lot of resistance.
- Having my kid here is very difficult. Our personalities clash, and we seem to trigger the hell out of one another. I wish I could set a boundary with him that he talk to someone other than me about his personal problems, because that seems to be the trouble spot. I feel like we need a mediator before we can talk about anything so that neither of us gets misunderstood. This sucks more than you can imagine and makes my home life pretty much a living hell. He’s looking for another situation, and I’ll be grateful when we can be a little less in each others faces. So, that’s my morning. Heh. Yay, parenting!
- I’ve made a decision to emerge out of hiding and back into a local meatspace community that I’d left behind when my middle kid got sick. I’m hoping for a lot of shenanigans because after a year of shenaniganlessness, I need shenanigans. I NEED SHENANIGANS. <—–This is a true fact.
- I’m feeling a lot of pressure to release my programs early this year because, reasons. I hate/love pressure. It gets me moving. It makes me batshit. But it gets me moving, so I’ll take the batshit.
- Aside from the kid stuff, I’m in a pretty good head space. Work has been very flowy and gorgeous lately, and I’m very excited about upcoming things.
- Tomorrow is my besties birthday. He doesn’t much enjoy being celebrated, so I’m going to quietly celebrate him in secret while he isn’t looking, because fuck that.
- That’s all for today.
xo
Effy
*A Purse Dump is a list form blog that lets you just get all the crap that’s in your head out on the page. I tend not to edit mine, because I’m the queen of oversharing, but you can edit yours if you like.
Which brings us to today’s nudge: Dump Your Mental & Emotional Purse all over the table that is your blog. Don’t sort it. Don’t apologize for any of it. Just take an inventory, in list form, and let the old tissues & twenty year old mints fall where they may.
There’s a bunch of us blogging along in September. Find out more here, or pop your email address in the box below, and I’ll send you a nudge to blog every day along with a link to my daily writings.
Yay for upcoming shenanigans and sneaky celebrations!
Sending you love for all of the other stuff (and hoping your son finds a new place SOON.) ❤
Thank you! He found another situation. Disaster averted!
What a Scary idea?! to acutally put down on paper the stuff in my head!!! But “People” will read it and discover how BAT-SHIT crazy I really am… Gulp… Can I do this? I don’t knooooooow.
LOL! Well, all I know is I always feel better when I do it and there’s always at least one other person who totally gets what’s in my purse. :D
I’m sure we’re all a little batshit crazy!!!
I think that’s true. :)
If it helps, I’m with you in solidarity – and situation right now. I have a daughter who is struggling. She and I are the most alike, so much alike. We trigger each other too. Uhg, it’s so hard *and* so exhausting. I’ve literally been sleeping every minute that I am not working/moving the past two days . . . and full disclosure, she isn’t even *here* yet.
Oh man. Yup. I feel you. <3
Me and my eldest are somewhat similar. Not quite oil and water, but I’m with ya on please keep your personal stuff to yourself because that’s always the beginning of friction for us… I pray for peace for you both. <3
Thank you, love. <3
Sending so much love dear Effy! I honor you for heading back in to therapy, not easy, but well worth it. And yes, SHENANIGANS are necessary!
It was hard to ‘get there’ but once I was there, it was like riding a bike. I really love my therapist. <3
Oh do I ever recognise that feeling, with my eldest son, just CANNOT HAVE HIM IN THE HOUSE, but sometimes have to, SIGH
Yup. It’s rough. You love them so much, but living with them? Nope. Nope. NOPE.
So much love to you, my love <3
Mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah.
This was absolutely wonderful Effy honey, the whole idea of the *purse dump*. I think I will try it today. I’m anxious and shaky and scared because my dental appt is today and I don’t know what they’re going to have to do, and Hurricane Irma is on the way, aiyiyiyiyi, but this blog challenge is keeping me moving forward each day and I just can’t thank you enough. I love you dear one. I hope things get sorted out soon with your son. You are a wonderful mom, sometimes these things just happen. You will make it through because you are strong and amazing. Here’s to better days and shenanigans all around! :) <3
Thanks are sorted with the kid, thankfully. Thank you for your well wishes. <3
Shennanigans! I need that. I really can’t remember the last time I let my hair down and let loose. Did even ever do that? I can’t remember. That’s bad isn’t it? LOL
Have you been reading my mind? I was trying to fall asleep last night and I was thinking I need a brain dump post. Too much stuff jumbled up in there. Then I open email and BAM! You have this nudge!
Thanks <3
Brain dumps are awesome because there’s always something in there that someone else can resonate with, AND they let you clear away the detritus to get to the good stuff.
I love the idea of a purse/bag/satchel/backpack dump. I love the freedom that comes with being able to say whatever I need/want to say with no filter. Here’s to the kinda table dancing and hip shaking shenanigans that make life worth living!! *cheers!*
Yasssah! :)
Shenanigans,bat shit for confusion, in a good head space, flowy work….life is good.
Yup yup. <3
Thanks for introducing me to the purse dump post. I’m skipping around the prompts, so I’m late to this one. I think I put my own spin on it.
https://judithliebaert.com/2017/09/10/random-thoughts-of-a-writer/