I Can't Handle
- Criticism when I'm especially ill
- Angry E-mails
- Lack of alone time to recuperate
- Uncertainty of a close friend's or relative's attitude or mood toward me
- Vacuuming (even though I did it every day when Josh was in the Army)
- Going without Dr. Pepper.
- Scheduling appointments and such--too complex and confusing
- The time-out gate. It tries to make me look like an idiot
- Apocalyptic movies
- My mom's being mad at or disappointed in me
- Too much remembering
- Actually asking for financial help
- Long, intimidating books
- My loneliness
- All these children crying in the halls
- Oliver's trying to play with the water heater
- Oliver's standing on (or jumping off) dangerously high furniture
- Seeing a lot of my own blood
- Being stuck somewhere without enough water for my extreme dry mouth.
I also want to celebrate what I can handle. Some of it is surprising.
I Can Handle
- Oliver, for the most part! We generally have peaceful times together. He's usually not very high-strung around me. We'll see if that lasts.
- A friendship crisis. I've gotten pretty good at helping my friend feel better or at least feel that we are in it together.
- Being a friend, with certain accommodations
- Therapy. I thought it would be a sobbing confessional, but it's not. I usually leave in a better mood.
- Not spending money--that's new. Nothing seems utterly necessary.
- Writing with a Le Pen without pushing too hard (a challenge).
- An incredibly difficult birth. But not again...I need to remember how strong I was. The strength must still be in me somewhere. I wonder if a manic birth is different.
- Tough books when I want to try, when I'm determined.
- Seeking affection (more than in the past).
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