Blonde Logic's Stream of Consciousness/Diary

hi BL
i was away with work last night in a rubbish ibis hotel with no internet so am only just catching up with the forum.
it made me sad to read your post, i really hope things pick up for you, it must be horrid to be in physical pain so much.

sending you lots of ((((((((((((((hugs))))))))))
daisy x
 
You know reading your post I thought that you are totally within your rights to be pissed off. I have a chronic illness too and have some idea how you feel. I don't have any answers for you but just wanted to say - it's ok to be pissed off and don't apologise for that - just use it to spur yourself on to create the life you want. x
 
I hear you, sister!

Troubled times. They still can find us.

For weeks, I have felt extremely stressed out. For a variety of reasons. Some I cannot help, and others I could help, if I could exercise more self control. Money. That’s the one I COULD help, if I would just stop shopping. Money, makes my body react – just thinking about money makes me feel almost ill. And I have spent so much recently, just feeding my nerves really... But now, I am spending money – or was – (I have gained control of my senses again – for the moment anyway)– but I spent a lot of money while hubby was away. I did not need to. But i did it to make me feel good. Seems at times, for me, its food or spending are the only things that bring me comfort – even when I know both are the wrong answers.

There have been other life stresses – trouble with my brother, and worry about my mum – missing my mum, etc. That is an ALWAYS
stress...
At times, I feel my heart racing in my chest, for no reason. Just stress.

I need to sort it out. It is affecting my eating...

Why all of a sudden is stress my enemy??

I have done a lot of “mirror chats” and thoughtful walking.

I know a bit part of it is for 8 years, I have felt torn. Torn between my life in America, and my life here in the UK. I am daily constantly terrified my 92 year old mum, will be gone before we finally move back to the states. I constantly feel regret at having chosen to start life here in the UK. Was only meant to be 2-3 years max. Then get back with plenty of mom time. But it will be 9 years next year. I am missing so much time with her.

I realise, I have two feet, each planted firmly in different countries – unable to put them together to stand whole. Does that make sense? I feel like I have never, and cannot completely relax into my life here. And I feel like my life there is tugging at me. I feel like I am giving everything 75% and nothing 100%. I suffer for this. Hubby suffers for this. Mom suffers for this. Health suffers for this.

And when I should be as productive as possible to get back to the states – I get overwhelmed, it all feels too big, and I grind to a halt, and start neglecting what is important to me.

Hi BL,

I edited your text after I "quoted" it -- in order to more easliy refer to back (I hope you do not mind).

First of all, I soooo feel your pain in many, many ways. I, too, am a transplanted American. When I moved to the UK in November of 1994, it was to be for two years. (My job was actually being held for me.) I landed here on what I tongue in cheek call "The Isle of Gray Dispair".

I gained about three stone in the first five months I lived here! I had never had true weight issues and lost my "baby weight" within the first year after having my son (I had to stop breastfeeding to lose the last ten pounds). I had Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) -- but it was not diagonosed until the second winter of gloom and doom.

Anyway, the two year marked approached -- I wasn't working, had few friends and several I made moved on (being a mostly American military community), and my husband announced that he was taking a job in Germany.

I wanted to go back to States, but when he wanted to come to England I had said, "I am not interested in living in England, I'd rather be on the continent." So, he used that to justify moving us to Germany. I let to let my teaching position go (they will only hold it for two years). And, I felt like everything I had worked so hard for was gone. However, as we had a young child and I was determined to not raise him in a broken home, and I chose my family.

I don't think that I made a mistake, but knowing what I know now... I'd have been more insistent that my needs mattered, too. I have been an unhappy person much of the time, and have only recently lost the five stone the three eventually became (after another baby and not losing the weight gain).

So, now that I have given you a bit of my "feet in two lands" background (I left out Germany years, second child being special needs, working at a crummy job that I am overqualified for and poorly paid, etc.). But, you get the picture -- I should be 20 plus years into a pension scheme and I have nothing of my own. I should be living the house we've been paying the mortgage on in New York (or different one) rather than renting it out and living in rented accomodations here. (My husband refuses to buy here.) And, we are in our 16th year of living outside the United States! Our son is no longer with us -- he is in the U.S. attending college in Florida! So, it is just the two of us and our daughter who would love to live in the States -- and never has (she was born in Germany).

So, I what I am trying to say is that I think we are both in a similar situation... we are allowing other people (and/or circumstances) to run our lives. We do not feel in control -- hence the food, spending and other types of compensation.

Your husband went to the States for a month without you (whether he wanted to do so or not) and that is -- as you realised -- most likely what triggered the spending spree. Plus, now the days are short, cold and wet and that triggers the carb cravings and depression (BTW you might have SAD). And you are here and your family is not -- so, there is the guilt and feeling of missing out.

Life is too short to be so unhappy all the time (or most of it), and I have realised that if I am unhappy I am going to make those around me miserable, too. I think that all the people who suggested counselling are right to do so. (For both of us.)

You (and I) both need to figure out what it is that we want; if it is possible to obtain it (if not, what is realistic); decide if the price is one we are willing to pay to obtain it; and then we need to make the changes required. The sooner, the better.

Can I ask... why are you buying more property, etc. if you want to return to the U.S.? It is the exact opposite of what you should be doing. Is it that your husband really has no desire to move back, as agreed, and he is cementing ties to the U.K.? If so, you might look into marital counselling -- you have value, too. (I know that my nearly 23 years long marriage could benefit for marital counselling, but I do not see my husband being much of a partcipant.)

Here's another sad ex-pat wife tale: my sister was married to Dane. She gave up her U.S. military career, moved to Denmark, learned Danish so well that Danes thought she was a Dane from another part of Denmark, got a job with the Danish gov't doing what she had done for the U.S. military -- but not what she wanted to do (she wanted to retrain to be a sports physiologist), got stuck in the job because her husband took on expenses they needed her income to pay, took a second job to pay for flight time for him to get qualified as a commerical pilot so he could leave the military and fly civilian -- and then they would move to the U.S. as agreed before they married --- well, the time came to make the move (he had a couple of years with an airline by then), their house had increased in value, my father had paid for all the immigration paperwork and lawyer, etc. and she was now in her mid-30s and wanted to have a baby. He left her! He did not want to leave Denmark. He gotten everything he wanted (add'l training, the career, the house with some land, etc.) and she had lost 8 years of her life (and her career or so we thought).

She was fortunate - her former military boss valued her work and she had continued working in her field, so she was taken back into the US Forces and has been very successful careerwise (But, she is 8 years behind on the pay, promotion and retirement ladders). And, she is still single and has no children. And, she is now 45, so it may not happen for her as she once dreamed.

She, too, has regrets -- she says now that she knew shortly after she moved to Denmark that he was not going to keep his word. However, she thought: "If I do everything I can to get us to where we need to be, then he'll have to move back." Apparently, he did not think so.

Again, figure out what you want and if it is worth it. If it is, then to quote the Nike commercial: "Just Do It". If it is not worth the cost, then you need to find a way to make peace with life choices you have made.

You are much too hard on yourself. You have shown tremendous self-control in losing the weight, keeping it off, adjusting to life in a foreign country, etc. You now need to find a way to make the changes you want/need to or to accept the life you are leading (and deal with the other issues). It's the "can't have your cake and eat it too" analogy. And, not making a choice (or choices) is still a decision -- albeit one that makes you feel powerless and without any control.

My apologies for the incredibly long post -- but your dairy entry of three days ago really and truly spoke to me. When I was doing LL Foundation (July 2008 - October 2008) it was your "story", your postings, that truly inspired me. (So, if I have not thanked you -- believe me when I say how grateful I am to you). You have been (and are) such a great role model for people who have chosen to deal with their "demons" (whether it is overeating, poor self-esteem, etc.) and I am hoping that you call on the BlondeLogic that I know and love and tackle these demons of depression, stress, financial irresponsiblity, guilt, etc. with the same determination that you used to commit to LL and weight loss.

And, I am going to try and do the same for myself...

MinnieMel
 
Hi BL

I have only just had time to catch up on here myself and seen your post. I'm sorry that things are so difficult for you at the moment. I guessed it was something along those lines as you have been elusive recently. Don't forget you have friends - me nearby - It's important to talk,not just to yourself in the mirror.
There are so many things on your mind at the moment as well as your physical pain. A person can only take so much.
Hope to see you tomorrow.
Much love, SB XXX
 
Thanks everyone. One day at a time, ay?

I don;t have time to reply properly MiniMel, but I think you are confused - we didn;t buy land here in the UK, we bought land in the states, where we are building our house. :) ANd hubby has no problem leaving the UK - he is as anxious as I am. Thats why he goes over on his own and builds and develops the land....he's keen. :)

Also, hubby and I are solid. He's the best thing I have goin. I'd be lost without his love and support. Well, not lost. lol BUt yeah, he is not a problem. :)

Will try and answer your stuff better when I have time....have to dash to work at the moment.
 
Yes, Hi BL --

I did misunderstand... I thought that you had purchased more land here in the UK. But, you are trying to get things sorted so you can move back. That is great, and I am very glad to hear that you and your husband are on the same page. I hope that things move along quickly for you.

MM
 
Yes, Hi BL --

I did misunderstand... I thought that you had purchased more land here in the UK. But, you are trying to get things sorted so you can move back. That is great, and I am very glad to hear that you and your husband are on the same page. I hope that things move along quickly for you.

MM

:)

I still want to respond more to your thought out post - but I have wieh in tonight - but I will get to it. It's nice to know someone understands what I meant by a foot in each country. Not easy is it.

ANyway - will speak again.

x
 
Hi BL

So pleased to see you made it and are still maintaining.

xxxx
 
Hi Lady. Thank you. It's tough going at times, really only recently, but it is something I am committed to, for life, no matter how many hurts and hurdles I encounter - I will keep doing my best to learn and improve the skills learnt in abstinance. :)

How are you? What are you up to these days?

x
 
Hello peeps.

Had a pretty heavy group last night, my issues taking centre stage. It was tough. And it was painful. Someone described what I find myself going through as living grief - concerning the issues I have wtih being so far frmo home. That really struck a chord.

There were a lot of tears, and the group gave me some really good ideas, and support. SB - thank you so much for all you did - just having you to listen was so helpful.

Today, I felt a bit flat when I got up, drained, I couldn;t sleep last night at all....and then this morning first thing was greeted with an email telling me an aunty had died. So - I am well and truly feeling a bit drained.

But at the same time, I feel a fire burning. Last night did help. While it did not solve anything, which I knew it wouldn;t, jut talking about years of pent up stuff really helped. SB suggested talking could jut put some of it in perspective, and she is right.

It was hard, and it was embarassing. I don't like to cry in front of people, but my LLC has a knack for finding that one nerve, and exposing it. Bless her.

Anyway, I can't wait to get home tonight - me thinks a long soak in bubbles is in order. I have just used my lunch hour for a long vigerous walk on the beach, and while it felt healthy and healing - it has really caused this bloody new psoriasis on my feet bottoms to flare up bigtime. I can hardly walk at the mo, so tub tonight. Then an early sleep.

Life sure has its ups and downs. But hey - that IS life.

x
 
Thinking of you.
Lots of love, SB xx:hug99:
 
((((((((((((HUGS))))))))))
hope your okay now lovey
x
 
how are things today BL?
hope you are OK
daisy x
 
Hi BL,

How is your weekend going? I hope everything is going well with you. I am working on the wrapping and trying to focus on all that is good -- there is so much.

MM
 
The size of an ocean is measured by the sadness felt, at not being able to cross it

Life has changed. In a blink of an eye, my life has changed.

Should not be surprised.....the sinking feeling in my gut several weeks ago should have sufficiently warned me, and I should have listened to what I clearly heard them saying:

"The beginning of the end is coming."

But instead, I bottled it up - old habits are sometimes hard to lose completely - and let the stress and worry brew silently under the surface. Obviously fighting the food demons has been a challenge in the highest degree.

I am working my hardest, to keep my nose above water - or more literally - the scale below the mark. Up and down a bit more then I would like, but always in the same little range, so managing well enough. But now I know where the nervous desire to eat has come from.

In the last 2 or 3 weeks, my mothers health has taken a rather sad turn. SHe has had two falls. Both times when she was home alone. SHe fell outside getting the paper and got caught up in her zimmer and could not get up. She lay there 45 minutes in her dressing gown, on cold concrete,before luckily a passing car looked at the exact second to see between the trees, that she needed help.

Second time, in the hallway. After again laying there unable to get up for 30 minutes, she dragged herself into the bathroom.

Both times she had her emergency alert pendant on, but forgot she had it so did not get help.

A few nights later, she took a bath. She could not get out of the bathtub, and she spent the entire night in the bathtub until noon the next day when her carer arrived for work. She stayed warm by topping up with hot water.

:(

All of this makes me so sad.

It has been a very emotional and painful few weeks, as I face the fact that I have to accept that I am NOT going to be moved back home in time to have a few good years left with mom. It is just not going to happen - it is all very complicated - and it has been an extremely bitter pill to swallow.

I feel I have done well - I have accepted this after only a few years of denial - rathar than a decade or two of stuffing it, literally until it was so buried it would be years before I dealt with it. :rolleyes:

As this is all unfolding, at a very increased pace these last few days, I have learned she has detriorated mentally quite a lot. SHe has some good days - but she has some very bad days, and they are becoming more frequent. At times, she forgets who I am, and my brother - our names.

She has also lost important bodily functions as well, which I know must upset her terribly.

And she said to my best friend, "I'm tired. I am just tired." She is getting ready to leave. :(

It is my worst nightmare to think that her mental facility goes, but her body remains strong. SHe is in very good health physically - I am terrified of a long long slow end, where she just turns in to her self. I can't bear it.

I am scared, and feel about 10. I do not know how to deal with this.

I just don't know how.

Enough now.
 
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