Hi everyone on this first Saturday of November. I’m joining #WeekendCoffeeShare today. Can I offer you a drink? Let’s catch up.
If we were having coffee, first I’d talk about the weather. The daytime temperatures have been between 13°C and 16°C this week. We got a little rain here and there, but for the upcoming week, no rain is in the forecast. Daylight saving time also ended last week, so it’s now dark by 5:30PM. If you know me, you know I seriously hate this with a passion.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I haven’t been walking nearly as much as I’d have liked. I didn’t even close my activity rings on my Apple Watch each time this week. Yesterday and today have been quite good though. I signed up for a month-long challenge in the Challenges app, but I honestly don’t think I’m as interested in it as I was the last few times I participated.
On Thursday, I wanted to go swimming, but we arrived at the institution pool only to find out it was closed.
If we were having coffee, I’d share that, as regular readers of my blog know, this time of year is hard for me. Today marks 17 years since my major mental breakdown. I could try to reclaim the month by creating positive memories, but the last time I wanted to do this, I couldn’t make it last beyond that one November. I’m fully intending to stay at my current home for a long while and I can see my staff fully intend to help me in this process, but then again intentions aren’t enough.
If we were having coffee, I’d expand on this further by saying I’ve been quite a pain in the butts of my staff lately. I can honestly see why: I’m (subconsciously) pushing their limits because I think (know?) that, when I’m truly myself, they’ll kick me out. Knowing that abandonment feels safe to me because it’s what I know, unfortunately doesn’t make it any easier to change my actual actions, because when I’m dysregulated, I don’t realize I’m projecting my own fears onto my staff.
If we were having coffee, lastly though I’d tell you about the positive aspects of the past week. Firstly, I went to markets twice this week. Secondly, I tried my hand at creating a little Christmas wreath out of polymer clay. I’m not one to plan my crafty endeavors and in fact I have the snowman I crafted nearly two years ago on display year-round. I really hope to craft a few more little decorations before Christmas truly starts in early December.
I’m sure you won’t be kicked out of your care home. Pushing limits is what we trauma survivors do when disregulated, abandonment, and fear of it, is what we know all too well. Your wreath sounds cool. Glad you made it ❤
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Thanks so much for your kind and supportive comment. I do agree my abandonment issues cause this behavior, but that doesn’t make it any easier on my staff.
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Thank goodness for the positive bits. And I hope the anxiety and projection get better, give you a break…
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Thanks for your kind words. My everyday experiences are mostly positive, but it’s my never-ending train of thoughts that ruins it for me and my staff.
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The weather here is all over the place and it is so annoying, sometimes finding the time to go for a walk isn’t easy, I would like to be able to do a wreath but I suck at such things, well I sucked before I had Parkinson’s so now it would be next to impossible
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Thanks for stopping by. Re the wreath, I think I may’ve misworded myself, since it’s basically just a long snake of polymer clay twisted (same way I do my unicorn horns) and then the ends joined to make it into a circle. There are some green balls that really aren’t round on it to make it have a more decorative feel.
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I hope you find plenty of peace this month. It is hard to adjust to the days getting shorter for certain. I hope you take some pictures of your polymer clay creations… the wreaths sound cute! Have a good week Astrid!
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Thank you so much! I usually do take pictures of my creations, but not of this one yet.
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You’re welcome.
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