Feeling
lost is no picnic. I really think it is the leading cause of depression. It’s
at least a feeling I have to deal with from time to time. I’m a pretty positive
person, full of energy, jam-packed with ambition, and overflowing with drive …on
most days. I’m almost always busy, almost always going, almost never sitting
still, and almost never bored …almost. My brain NEVER rests. There are some
days I feel lost, drained, lonely, and completely unfocused. Shhh, don’t tell
anyone. That’s our little secret.
But,
why? Why do I go through those
emotions? Is it chemical? Is it
physical? Is it mental? Is it genetic? Is it psychosomatic? Is it part of my
PTSD? Is it hormonal fluctuations as I age further into menopause? It could be
one, all, or a combination. I don’t always know the root cause. But, and this
is a big but (sort of like my backside), I notice most often those feelings of
depression, being tired, drained and lonely surface most when I’m without a
purpose, when I’m in the transition from one purpose or the other, when life
shifts and my needs and wants change – because that’s when my purpose changes,
when my goals change, when my priorities have to be rearranged, when my
emotions fluctuate and when my daily stresses and requirements shift.
I
am a blessed, healthy, smart, capable, gifted and well-loved woman. I ‘should’
be happy ALL THE TIME. I’m passionate …about
EVERYTHING, I’m an empath, an artist, and a philosophical thinker – so I feel
deeply about EVERYTHING – good and bad.
My joy is amazing, yet my grief is brutal, my love is overwhelming, yet my
mistrust is deep-rooted, my belief is strong, yet my faith is full of doubt,
I’m a walking, breathing contradiction. But,
God have mercy when I find purpose – because when I do, my focus becomes
laser-sharp, my ambition becomes great, my gifts kick into action, and there’s
literally NOTHING I can’t do that I set my heart and mind to accomplish. My mustard-seed faith becomes activated, my
strength builds, my courage grows, and I become unstoppable.
I
amaze myself sometimes when I think of the things I’ve accomplished, the things
I’ve overcome, the things I’ve survived, and the experiences (both good and
bad) that I’ve had, and how they have shaped the woman I am today. I’m only 48, but I’ve already lived an
amazingly horrific wonderful scary exciting life. I want to live another 48 years filled with even
more adventures, accomplishments, experiences, and love …most of all love. Yet,
I’ve done most of it alone, even when I was married or in close relationships I
chased my passions alone.
I
have loved very deeply, and I want to be loved just as deeply. I want to find a
purpose that fuels me, but for this half of my life I want to share that
purpose, drive, and passion with someone who loves me, wants me, and wants
share their passions with me. I have had
many purposes in my life – daughter, sister, protector, mother, fiancé, wife,
friend, student, cheerleader, fighter, worker, manger, boss, entrepreneur, reporter,
gamer, survivor, teacher, humanitarian, coordinator, leader, singer/song-writer/musician,
author, speaker, coach, editor, agent, buyer, step-mother, and girlfriend. What’s next? When I find my next purpose –
watch out, because I will be unstoppable.
Till
next time,
~T.L.
Gray
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