“Hide your crazy and start acting like a lady.” Miranda Lambert is my girl crush. For sure. But this song, speaks to me on levels I can’t even put into words. Basically, if you haven’t heard it, it says I ain’t a Kennedy and I can’t paint on a happy face and pretend like I’m ok. This ain’t my mama’s broken heart. SO MUCH TRUTH Y’ALL!!!
Recently, events have unfolded that made me realize I have handled some situations in my life totally and completely wrong. Wanna know why? Cause it’s like old people and sex. You just don’t talk about it. That’s what is wrong with us as a whole!! We are taught to not talk about certain things. So then, when said things occur we don’t know how to handle them and are afraid of reaching out to receive the assistance we need to deal with things. So, we bottle them up inside us until there is so much hurt anger and sadness inside us that we blow our tops. Literally. Like when Mt St Helen erupted. Massive explosion. National news. This lady: Batshit crazy. Don’t talk to her. She’s insane. Next level guys.
News Flash!!!! YOU DON’T HAVE TO DO THAT!!!! This is the 21st century. We talk. A lot. In so many different forms. You don’t wanna talk to your mom about your issues? Find a support group on Facebook and message a stranger about it. Call an 800 number and talk about it. Dude, start a blog! Seriously. We have to stop acting like we live in the 1950’s!
My most recent problem? Addiction. Not my addiction. My brothers. He essentially raised me. My mom was a single parent and worked a lot. He was my rock. It’s me and him against the world. For a good 10 year stretch, I thought that wasn’t the case. I was so mad at him for everything that he was doing “wrong” in my eyes. I ruined our relationship because no one told me how to handle my feelings.
Addiction is a terrible terrible DISEASE! Yes! You heard me! DISEASE! In the beginning, addiction is a choice. Just like me choosing to drink a lot more than the recommended daily intake of Mountain Dew. And just like I choose to put chewing tobacco in my mouth. But, unlike Mountain Dew and Grizzly, drugs change your chemical makeup in your brain. They change who you are entirely. Addiction is a nasty little monster that changes a person entirely. She sets up bunk in your brain, your heart, your stomach, and your muscles. She controls EVERYTHING you do in your life. You evict her from one part of your body but she’s still there. You get her out of your heart when your girlfriend decides to have a baby. But, she’s still in your head. And your gut. It takes so much will power and desire to evict her entirely. And even once she’s out; there’s always remnants of her. Just like a breakup. You here a song and it takes you back to your first kiss. You smell a certain smell and you go back to that place. It is so hard to overcome addiction. I don’t think we give enough credit to those who successfully evict her and fight the desires day in and day out. And I don’t think we are compassionate enough with those trying to overcome it.
Very frequently, there is an underlying issue that causes a person to do drugs in the first place. Go back to that second paragraph. Old people and sex. WE TRAIN PEOPLE NOT TO TALK ABOUT THINGS! Maybe a person is dealing with their sexual preference and are afraid to talk to those who matter about it in fear of rejection. Maybe a person is dealing with mental disorders and don’t know how to get help. Maybe a person is struggling with their surroundings and don’t know how to change it or how to talk to people about it. We don’t know. And we don’t ask. We put on our judgement pants and stare them down. Degrading them in our heads. Steering clear of them in the grocery store and at the park. Walking between them and our kids in town. Fearing the unknown.
The addiction insert there was just to let you know what I’m feeling at the moment. The take away from this one? TALK!
I’m struggling really hard with turning 25. Like I cried on my way into work today because of it. I’m halfway to 50. I’m almost 30. There were so many things I wanted to do before I turned 30. Know how many I accomplished? 2. I traveled out of the country once. And I got married. Now, I’m not saying I don’t love my life now! Lord knows I do! I have two littles and a husband waiting on me everyday in a house that we got all on our own! I have so many things to be thankful for. But, I talked to people about being sad about turning 25. And guess what!? Craziest thing ever. I FEEL BETTER ABOUT IT! In one more year, I’ll legally be able to rent a car. oh! and a condo! In another year, I get to take a new license picture because 26 is when licenses expire. I just bought my second handgun. People might start taking me more serious from a business perspective cause I’m 25 now.
If something is bothering you, there are billions of other people in this world. Chances are, there is someone somewhere dealing with the same issue. Reach out!