Hi Tom,
I’m so sorry about your situation I won’t go into my situation but I can tell you that I can relate so much to what you are going through and saying I too have made decisions recently over the last 3years that flipped my world upside down it’s very difficult to live with everyday I try not to dwell on it and make the best of it and find happiness where I can but it can be challenging at times for different reasons I won’t mention.....hang in there and know you are not alone if you ever need a friend or an ear feel free to inbox me take care
Yeah, My intent with this topic was because I know others have had life changes that have thrown their expectations in turmoil. It allows others to know they are not alone. It why I worded the title as I did.
I'm not looking for pity. I try to embrace reality and I am able to articulate my feelings quite well but my experience is not meant to minimize anyone elses.
Many times, when we read or hear other's describe their personal plights we can immediately form solutions, albeit incomplete solutions but sometimes, those solutions offered opens avenues of thought we may not have considered.
Brother Tom , you are very much loved.
Thanx man.
I know I am loved and I know that many here value my opinion even if sometimes our opinions differ. I really don't have animosity against anyone except my X and that is only because she continues to to do and say things that warrant animosity.
I'm thinking my biggest issue with this life change is what it signifies and not so much the impact.
I am what I call a "reason thinker".
This means I value sequences, patterns and trends. I like lists, I organize everything almost incessantly. Not compulsion but more of a baseline.
For example, think about your toolbox in the garage or your junk drawer.
Most people hunt and peck to find what they're after. My toolbox is organized, everything has a place, my junk drawers are grouped. I know what's in them and where those items can be found.
This life change is like the bottom falling out of the drawer. It broke apart when it hit the floor. I can find a different drawer or try to paste it back together but it will never be quite the same again. In the future, I may pull the bottomless drawer out looking for something only to be reminded that it is different. Eventually I will get used to the change, I hope.
This is like knowing that when I pull the drawer the bottom will fall out and break. I must pull the drawer. The trepidation is causing me to focus on the inevitable. I don't want to deal with another broken drawer, the stress is palpable. I know I will pull the drawer, I will deal with it but I don't want to.