I am not having a good night. It is many things which all come back to my state of mind. I am sad, frustrated and angry. Things that seem beyond my control are eating at me and I feel guilty because I know they were probably under my control all along but I was to down to see it.
Take for instance my condo. I should, my son says, have waited till last October to move to Iowa so that the condo would not be about to be foreclosed on. He believes that if I had waited, it would have sold fast. It doesn’t matter that there are several others down there for sale and that have been for sale for a year now.
I try to explain to him that I was more than miserable down there. I had fallen into a dark abyss of despair that I could not claw my way out of. It was like trying to claw my way out of a muddy ravine – I kept sliding back to the bottom. Even my counselor was getting worried about my state of mind and my doctor was worried I’d have a heart attack because I couldn’t sleep due to anxiety.
Horrible things would visit me in my dreams when I tried to use prescription sleeping pills. Horrible, dark, scary things. I’d wake up no more refreshed than when I went to sleep and usually more down for what if even one of those dreams became a reality? Where would I be then?
The condo is just one thing. Other areas I have made great progress in and I feel good about the direction things are going. This is does not include work.
My job is constantly directed by the whim of whoever is in charge at the moment. There are rules and regulations but often they seem to bend this way or that way depending on who is quoting them. There are no clear cut answers and that bothers me greatly. I like order or at least some semblance of it.
I also hate being nit-picked to death or watching someone else be nit-picked to death. I want to buy all the supervisors the book “Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff and It’s All Small Stuff” so they can see how being so micro-managing is hurting their staff.
We received an email today that said our facebook and other blog postings can be used against us legally and at work – even if we post stuff from home. So now we aren’t even able to express our own thoughts or partake in the internet without fear of reprisal. Isn’t that insane? Apparently everything you write on facebook or a blog is considered admissible if you ever have to go to court for anything too. What happened to the freedom of speech???
Sometimes I wish I could find some place far away from everyone and everything to detoxify for awhile. I just want to live a simple, non-threatening life in my little corner of the world. I do not kill, rape, ignore, abuse, etc., others but I should be able to vent on my own blog if I don’t like that others do. Shouldn’t I??? SHOULDN’T I??????
When does it stop? When do we get to live our lives in peace and contentment? When will the government, the lawyers, the institutions back off and quit choking us all to death?
Can you tell I’m tired and cranky?