I’ve spent most of this week wandering aimlessly around my life as if it doesn’t belong to me. If I’m present it’s in body alone – my mind is elsewhere, if indeed, it’s anywhere at all. There was a time when my feelings were all red, and angry and violent. Now I feel a little bit grey and little bit blue – inky I guess. Some things happen and some things don’t happen and I look on feeling quite certain that it doesn’t matter one single little bit whether I’m here to watch them happening and not happening. Things will happen and things won’t happen whether I’m here or not. I’m not going to be jumping out of any windows any time soon but if someone offered me the opportunity to clean disappear from my life I’d bite their hand off to take it…..
It all started with one of those throw away comments. You know the sort of comments that don’t mean anything unless you have the kind of brain that likes to pickle throw away comments so you can think about them for the rest of time? I’ve never had a shortage of pickled comments to beat myself up about although to be fair, I’d kind of hoped I’d reached a point in my life where I wasn’t going to add anymore. It’s laughable really. Sometimes I think that hope is the most important thing and then I go and have a little and I remember exactly what hope does for you.
There is nothing wrong at the moment – at least nothing a good nights sleep, plenty of clear fluids and some good food won’t sort out. On the one hand I know that, and on the other hand it doesn’t matter that nothing is actually wrong. Everything FEELS wrong and I can’t figure out how to make it FEEL any better. Feelings, eh? Who’d have them?
I think this might be the most pointless blog post I’ve ever written and I hope you will forgive it. I decided that if I could write about what’s going on I’d have to think about what’s going on. I guess I need to kick start one of my little thinks – so look at this as CPR for WeeGee’s broken brain. I’m feeling very broken but at least I’m still looking for ways to put it all back together again.
I’ll be back with an AWESOME post for you very soon.
Love you all lots like jelly tots
WeeGee.
How do you eat an elephant? 
Hi I too have my own store of pickled comments so just to let you know you’re not alone! This analogy is pretty awesome. All the best.
I love your analogies! I also like to pickle comments.
It’s funny because I love pickled most things. But not pickled comments! xoxox
Grey and blue are often more beautiful than red.
As always you are absolutely, 100 percent, correct. xxxx
If a blog post makes YOU feel even the tiniest bit better, than it was anything but pointless. And we’re here for you, to commiserate and share our stories of pickled icky comments and offer jelly-tot hugs. The awesome will come back, you know that deep down. And in the mean while, we’ll just keep loving you.
You are officially the best. I’ll take a jelly tot hug and let’s screw all the icky pickled stuff….. Deal? Huge hugs and much love back xxxxx
Hey, I hope you are a feeling a bit better WG xxxx
Hello my lovely Bourbon. I think I’m feeling better now. Well, you know as better as it gets.
Thank you so much for popping up. I miss you xxxxx
All your posts are awesome. Sending you support as you struggle. Don’t be so hard on yourself, it’s okay to feel blue sometimes. Hugs xo
Thank you sweetheart. You’re awesome. I think I’m not feeling blue any more. Maybe a little purple, but sparkly purple xxxxx
Purple is good! I just coloured my hair purple! 😉
great post
Thanks lovely. Much appreciated.