A (sub)Urban Catharsis

"Nothing is too wonderful to be true." ~Michael Faraday

Thursday, September 08, 2005

I'm all about the venting....

What a crazy week! After surviving last week's constant rush and the stress of moving into my new apt., I'm gateful for this week's slower pace.

I know I don't need to say it, but I feel like I need to at least acknowledge the hurricane. I just can't even wrap my head around it. J, in Houston, is probably doing more than her share to help out the people who were evacuated there, and from her descriptions, I truly don't have any idea about the scope of the disaster. It always bothers me how easy it is for me to be so detatched from things like that. In a lot of ways, that's a good thing. If I was ever involved in a major crisis, I'd be one of the people who would be able to react with a fairly clear head, I think.

So, things have been a little stressful lately, and I feel like I've been harping on it here and in conversations with family/friends/the boyfriend. I know I've said I've been expecting the full weight of everything to hit me at some point, and it finally did earlier this week. Man, did I have a nice little breakdown. For those who don't know, these are actually necessary for me to process things that are emotionally difficult. Whether it's my friends moving away, general stress, or some other issue that just nags at me, I need to reach a breaking point and have a good, solid cry. Generally I prefer to have this cathartic release alone, although this week I would have killed for a hug at that moment!

It always amuses me when I'm done and I feel that weight lifting. Right before I reach that breaking point, I just feel miserable, like I'm losing my handle on everything, and as soon as I'm done, clarity returns. It's a complete 180 in less than an hour. Really, human emotions are fascinating.

So, yes, I'm starting to feel like I'm regaining control of things that I felt were slipping, lately. Now, this really isn't that serious--when I say I feel like I'm losing control, it's not like I'm ready to drink myself into a stupor or anything, and I know that others are dealing with much more stressful transitions. I do realize I'm fortunate to stil have people I care about close-by. I just like to vent.:)

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