Monday, April 6, 2009

Dealing with "FEAR" and asking for HELP...


It's been a rough week, and today I faced yet I realized that another serious problem has been following me around for several months now, and must come out in the open. It's time.

Do you know when something exists, yet the anxiety of just verbalizing it to anyone else consumes you as a being, because God forbid if you do so, it will become truthful?

I especially feel guilty for not being up front with my husband. I think he knows it's there. I've danced around the issue for some time. He can see my mood alter instantly out of the blue, yet I continue to wonder if he knows the exact reason behind my occasional outbursts.

Anger.

Frustration.

Fear.

Isolation.



I have a lump.




And no matter where I go, I can't escape the fact that it's there.







She weighs 48 pounds and is 3 months shy of turning 7.


My youngest daughter won't leave me the fuck alone, people!
HELP!
Anyone?
I CAN NOT CONTINUE THIS WAY.

11 comments:

SweetPeaSurry said...

May I suggest a LOVERLY pair of earmuffs? Or perhaps some Ear Plugs?

Sorry dahlink!

blessings that you don't kill the lump! *grins*

tiffany said...

Okay, that was just mean!!!!! lol Here I was all scared for you and stuff...

Kate said...

I often refer to my child as an "it", like "it' wont leave me alone, or 'it' wont stop touching me...

there has to be a specialist for this epidemic out there somewhere...

Swirl Girl said...

it's a phase...first they don't leave you alone - then they want nothing to do with you.

I still don't know which one is better.

Katie said...

You scared the crap out of me you ass, LOL. Hopefully it's the age and not a personality trait. I literally tripped over my 6 year old this morning because she was following me so closely.
Maybe we could get rich by making a spray or something - oh wait, I just remembered...all I have to do to get her to disappear is to ask her to help clean.

The Blonde Duck said...

That was a great twist! Maybe bribery or candy...

ModernMom said...

Are you sure you shouldn't be writing suspense novels? Had me holding my breath!
I say...enjoy the lump...won't be long before she is rolling her eyes at you and won't want to hold your hand in the mall. Sigh.

Shelle-BlokThoughts said...

LOL...that was GREAT!!! I was laughing so hard at the end of that...and NO there is NO cure!

Blonde Goddess said...

They don't come with a volume control button. You have to give them one...or many. I call them M&M's, skittles, Gummy Bears...etc..
Shuts them up long enough for you to pull the knife out of your gut and reclaim your sanity.

Stacie's Madness said...

lmfao.
I was thinking breast cancer with the lump and all...thank goodness it is just a 7 year old. ;)

try to remember, ONE day, she won't want ANYTHING to do with you.

binks said...

Scoop her up and love on her. Once they hit the teens, she won't want any part of you and you'll be bitching again.

Otherwise, timeouts for you both!