Grief

Anxiety, I Didn’t Choose You

Wish I had known……..that anxiety was going to rear it’s ugly head this far into my grief journey.

Since losing my sister in May, my brain has been scattered, busy, sloppy and forgetful. I seem to be feeling a little worse anxiety-wise the past few of months.  I have several half-written posts that I started and have had difficulty finishing. It seems as if I’m attempting to put the puzzle pieces together in my head but the thoughts don’t make it to my fingertips and onto the screen. It is beyond frustrating. Almost infuriating.

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Have you ever really suffered from real anxiety; either Anxiety Disorder or Anxiety from Grief? I hadn’t, and I’m not thrilled that this has become a daily struggle. I’ve felt so mentally disorganized, nervous, irritable and just plain lost at times.

It’s a Damn Shame and pretty freakin’ sad that I am continuously explaining to people that Anxiety is Real!

**I know, I shouldn’t waste my time on some peoples willful ignorance & lack of thoughtfulness and/or respect for what I’ve gone through and what I continue to go through each day. But, that’s who I am….I’m all about AWARENESS…..not just for me, for everyone suffering from this awful reality.  I’ve lived my life over the past 26 years masking my hurt and pain; pretending for the sake of what others would think of me – Life is too short for that. If people don’t care to at least understand, they don’t need me in their life.**

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Again, that’s just me. I’ve always been one to be on top of things. I could multitask. I could run circles around people and do more in an 8 hour day than 3 people – now I struggle to complete one task without completely losing my mind. I was articulate, explaining things in great detail – now I forget which words to use; mid-sentence. I could go into a restaurant full of people without being anxious & frightened. I was happy when my phone alerted me of a text message. I used to maintain a straight face, even when frustrated & furious. The list goes on…….

Here are two analogies to help me better explain how I feel on a daily basis……there is not one part of me that enjoys it.

1. Anxiety is when you leave the house and feel like you have forgotten something but can’t remember what it is, and worrying about it all the time

2. Anxiety is the mini heart attack you receive when you’re walking down the stairs and miss a step, but your heart never calms down and the butterflies remain in the pit of your stomach.

Please, the next time you are about to be hard on someone, take time to count to 10, and remember – they could be fighting a battle that nobody knows about.

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About Michelle

I am a survivor. I have lived to tell my story; one that I have had a hard time sharing. I have lost 4 members of my family to suicide (one being my father when I was 16), and I lost my only sister recently to addiction. I am 44, and am here to tell and hopefully help people that are where I have been learn that they are not alone and there are people that want to walk them through their journey of grief; real life people - not someone who only has the education, with no real-life experiences to be empathetic to our pain and support us, genuinely. It is a tragedy when anyone passes, especially the ones that are so dear to our hearts. Losing someone to suicide is by far the most traumatizing, tragic and painful experience anyone will face; addiction holds a very close 2nd; we, the survivors, feel lost because there is nothing we could have done for our loved ones in either situation. Suicide has left me with no closure, unbearable grief, questions, guilt, helplessness, denial, anger, feeling isolated, resentment, etc. Losing my sister recently has resurfaced all of the feelings that I had endured and still endure due to the suicides that I've experienced. I describe the past 6 years attempting to save my sister from her addiction as a "Roller Coaster Ride". I truly believe that addiction is a family disease; my sister used and ultimately lost her life; but our entire family suffered and is now left to deal with the grief and questions. I've been broken by these life experiences; I am blessed that I've remained true to my faith and have allowed myself to be guided through the pain of this 25 year journey. It is now my turn to help others by sharing my story, the truth about suicide grief, and addiction grief; straight from my heart.

2 comments on “Anxiety, I Didn’t Choose You

  1. Ginger Wolffis's avatar
    Ginger Wolffis

    My dear Michelle,
    You have just described a huge component of grief. Mad . . .Sad . . .Scared. . . Anxious
    Anxiety leaves us weak, scared, shaky & uncertain.
    I pray your anxiety will ease with time. Your grief over Angie is fresh, very fresh.
    You really were not allowed to grief over your wonderful father who died when you
    were only a teenager. I am convinced he loved you dearly.

    Winston Churchill once said, “NEVER GIVE UP, NEVER EVER GIVE UP!”

    You are a remarkable young lady. You are in a dark and confusing place.

    Anxiety is best described just as you did . . . leaving the house feeling you left something.
    The mini heart attack caused by a miss step that causes you to be shaken . . .

    C.S. Lewis author of The Chronicles Of Narnia wrote a book titled A Grief Observed.
    He wrote it after his wife died.
    He said, “No one told me grief feels so like fear. the same restlessness, the same fluttering
    of the stomach.”

    I think of you often. Whisper a prayer for you often and so appreciate you!

    Keep up the good work. You are touching hearts that are fragile and broken and blessing them.

    love to you
    Ginger

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  2. gingerwolffis@aol.com's avatar
    gingerwolffis@aol.com

    Thank you, Michelle I posted a reply to your blog.

    Blessings, Ginger

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