Temporary Insanity
I am happy, I am sad, I am insanly upset, I am tired of this coaster. If I were not pregnant I would definelty be considering happy pills at this point. Yesterday was my 33rd Birthday. We don't have much money so we agreed to a simple celebration. By the time the drive from work home was done, I walked in the door and my husband said hello (very kindly and lovingly) I burst into tears and a holocaust of hormones ensued. Needless to say we went out and I spend TOO much money. I have buyers remose today. It will take us 6 months to work off the debt...
It brings me to a question I have pondered greatly over the past few years. Aside from Temporary Insanity like pregnancy, what is a normal range of emotion? What is normal mad, normal sad? I tend to think that we medicate away a lot of the normal because it is easier. ..at the same time we are in a time of extreme pressure, no time for life, lonliness because we don't have time for freinds, we have kids, morages, rent, OSAP payments....how do we survive? Some days I really lose hope, I just want to go to sleep and not wake up. Don't worry, just the normal sort of what do I have to look forward to. .. Then I see something like Hotel Rwanda and want to slap myself, look at the luxury I live in, with freedom and without fear of my life...but I am not fulfilled, I am not happy.. what does that mean and where does God fit it???
hmmmm, I stroke my chin and go to get my kids out of the bath and into bed.
posted by mimlap @ 5/31/2005 06:45:00 p.m.
14 Comments:
Sounds normal to me... :-)
Well Mim, I did hear John Tesh say just yesterday that Extacy was looking like a useful "happy-pill" to treat cancer....but maybe not pregnant women,...
I'm feeling you on the whole Hotel Rwanda and slapping oneself,...maybe we just need to watch that movie everyday to give ourselves perspective...then again, I'm always resentful when people pray "thank you that *WE'RE* not starving and dying of AIDS like all those folks in Africa",...prayers like that always make me feel a little funny..I'm totally rambling...and this isn't even my blog!!
Mim - at least you have the excuse of pregnancy. I have no idea why I became all emotional over Ms. Canada winning Ms. Universe. Quite frankly, I don't even know why I watched it - and then taped the replay and watched it again...
I usually boycot those type of things - yet there I was, blubbering over the queen of the bimbos...
oh, sorry, it is a scholarship program....
I guess we all go through those moments.
But re: "normal" - is it normal if most others experience it? How do we define it. In one sense, you might feel normal if you find shared experiences/emotions with others. But what if we are all insane?
Just a thought...
Well said. I worry too about "medicating our feelings away". What if pills allow us never to experience remorse, forgiveness, tears? What if being able to feel at all is a blessing, and what if we give that blessing away, because it hurts to see the truth of things. Does that mean we shouldn't deal in truth? I think that melancholy serves an important and necessary function. If it overpowers you, and you can't function at all, then at some point, go ahead, talk to a doctor, and let's hope we all get good advice when we get to the doctor's office.
About materialism and buyers guilt: Lately I've been going through my stuff and getting rid of it. I got rid of all the Commodore 64 stuff, an entire closet of it, and I'm getting rid of everything I don't actually use. When you guys moved, I was totally impressed by how you didn't let your posessions own you, and out of necessity, but also out of a kind of personal freedom, you picked up and moved your family to start fresh in a new city. I think you're already more free of materialistic greed than I am, and I think perhaps you're being too hard on yourself. Cheer up.
Oh, and Happy Birthday!
UltraCrepidarian.
I meant to say this before, I'll add it now, I think your Blog Title would be even cooler in French:
"Le Fabuleux Destin de Miriam Poulin".
Nevermind that the last name is wrong, it's probably better to be slightly anonymous on your blog identity. :-)
I do like the French title but I have to say that I choose to have my real name because I have real issue with web communication becoming anonomus because we sometimes then do not take responsibility for words said and I worry that we are losing part of being human when we mostly communication though email and things like this. I do blog because I express myself differntly when I write and want to develop my skills. Also everyone is doing it. Lastly I guess I hope that all you all (notice the plural form) or someone I don't even know comes across my musing and thinks, wow this person is interesting and deep, I want to see what they think about the world...
Well *I* think you're interesting and deep. So, mission accomplished. :-)
Warren
A part of me really wants to correct spelling, but not because I care about that but rather because I know that it irritates some people and that is why I blog.
I also prefer to keep my identity unknown in case anyone I know accidently runs across my blog. Wouldn't it be embarassing to think that while you blog your parents or your wife reads what you are saying?
FYI - I know who you are - and where your blog is!
I am sure many people want to correct my spelling but again, I am trying to be me and that includes bad spelling!
It's your blog.
I'm just proud when I can actually recognize a spelling or grammatic error. Not that someone else made so much as that I can actually recognize what an error looks like.
I just want to add that you now officially hold the record at 12... well now 13 comments...
By "officially" I mean for as long as I have been reading blogs - and within the few blog I read!
I guess more of us relate ot insanity then we realize?
I mostly posted this to make is 14 (=
Isn't it "destin fabuleux"?
(He asks, proving that he is not deep and interesting.)
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