Front Row Center

We are in week 2 post-traumatic event.

I’m still a whole wreck. I feel like I’m walking on eggshells, exhausted, and scared.

Hope is moving like I’m nuts, and she’s a-ok.

Narrator: No one in the house is really ok, not even close.

Ugh.

I’m the eldest child. I’m a fixer. You give me a problem, and I will come up with a range of solutions. I’m even creative with it.

I have nothing. No solutions, much less a range of them.

Nothing.

I have to wait this out.

I have a front row, center seat in this major Broadway drama. And it is a serious drama. I’m on the edge of my seat because it’s a psychological thriller, and I’m scared to death.

I must wait Hope out until she’s ready to deal with her stuff. That could be a long time, especially since she’s discovered her new superpower of saying “No,” adult style.

And I do believe it’s theatre. I believe that we desperately need the help of a team of professionals. I also believe it will be a while before we get there. We are nowhere near rock bottom yet. That said, I’m seriously a wreck. I’m worried. I’m anxious. I’m depressed—like sad and exhausted depressed.

So, for now, I will focus on propping myself up. I have a number of crochet projects underway; I’m working on building up a bit of inventory for my little floundering Etsy store (Doggy/Kitty sweaters and such). I have a business trip soon and my beau will be joining me. I’m looking at travel packages for what I plan to be an epic trip to Egypt next year.

I have no idea how many acts this drama has, but I’ll just keep sitting here, waiting for the cue for audience participation.

Break=a-leg, Hope. Break-a-leg.

(Thank you all so much for your support re: my last post. Much appreciated.)

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3 responses to “Front Row Center

  • rose

    I would like to put my arms around you and give you a BIG hug.
    It is awful. It is hard. It is scary. AND, it will get better given time … but how much better and how much time is beyond predicting.
    Glad you have a business trip. Glad you have vacation trip to plan. Really you can plan 10 years of vacation plans…… whatever helps you get through each day.
    It is so hard when we cannot, and may not, help. What you do not say needs not be taken back. Tongue behind teeth. Teeth gently held together. Lips closed. Breath in and out and repeat. Then again.exercise/activity helps too. It is so hard. So scary. So painful.
    Support to you!

  • lydiaschoch

    You’re welcome.

    Good luck with your crochet projects and upcoming trips. They sound like they will be really positive things for you to focus on while you’re waiting to see what happens next.

  • Beth

    Sending you hugs, and prayers. Being a parent is not for the faint of heart. Never doubt you are an amazing mom and the love and guidance you have given Hope will help her come through to a safe and healthy place in the long run.

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