FAST FORWARD

The last week of January and first full week of February were somewhat of a whirl wind for me. Several times I woke up filled with annoyance at the day, aggravation about a whole week looming in front of me. Why? On my morning walk with Gert I asked myself what is your problem over and over and could not come to any logical resolution in my head so the agita and angst stayed put in my tummy and in my head. I think my problem is that I have no problems on hand to concentrate on so I am messing with myself to create some. Is this what this is? I also can look back and see myself slowly repeating bad and negative behaviors. I was rushing, of course I was I felt anxious. I was on fast forward each day could not end soon enough. I was waiting, waiting anxiously for what? Nothing specific that’s for sure. I was overloading my brain with mush – I was berating myself for not writing as much as I felt I ‘should”. I felt like I could have been doing a better job with a new thing in my life but instead I choose to look at the situation very objectively and one sided. I was snappy and crash and definitely wasn’t being viewed as lovable. And then the creepy thoughts creep in. You’re not NOT depressed you’re still depressed and are living on a pink cloud. Your life does suck and you are not making progress of any kind. Even if you were no one would care.

A ton of great and amazing things happened in the two weeks I was on fast forward and anxious. I kind of half heartedly participated in all the good things. I really didn’t to enjoy many of the good times or good thing s going on – I was too busy on fast forward, just like that trying to be perfect.

Perfect for my mom. Perfect for the guy. Perfect for my friends. Perfect at work. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. Ugh. That again.

STOP. Just STOP. Enough. For Christ’s sake enough. Enough mental anguish inflicted on MYSELF. Give yourself a break Frannie you don’t hate yourself you actually really like you. You are a delight and a wonderful person when your mind isn’t eating itself. Stop just stop.
The whole entire time I was on fast forward I was aware I was on fast forward. I’m very pleased about catching the fast forward, catching the depression, acknowledging it and allowing myself to feel it. But I don’t like feeling it. No long lingering resentful weekend spent in bed alone just me and my dog tuning everyone and everything out. Numbing myself to any kind of anything – spare me your pity fuck you, spare me your concern I am fucking fine. Leave me alone, what I wouldn’t give for 5 minutes of your time. That’s the crazy part about all this. People would think with all of my over emotion and over sharing that I would love to feel. That I crave attention I love feeling excited exuberated. Well I don’t. I do not like feeling much more than an even status quo because anything really good - it instantly makes me worry (see how anxiety can creep into a relatively happy and content occasion with me) and anything really bad kind of shuts me down completely – guilt and shame destroy me in seconds (I can get sad that someone else isn’t having a good time).

I hate having to feel all of this. Can’t I just be better and move forward forward forward without the fucking pain and angst I still have ahead of me? I hate the insecurity of wanting to be better person for real – am I lying to myself and others again? So far no. Neither. But today I am aware of how quickly I can revert right back to old bad habits. Rushing when there is nothing to rush for. Not listening and overtalking. I read a good quote the other day “If you want to be loved, be lovable”. I love lovable Fran, she is so soft and pretty and fun. Rushy rush anxietypants is so no fun for anyone, most of all me.

I go back to music because my music moves my soul. Cage the Elephant is speaking for me below. Stuck here in between the shadows of my yesterday – I’m petrified the dark shadows of the bad past will haunt the good I am so striving for. And the dichotomy of me continues because while I hear, see and feel pain in the song I also garner strength. Today I do have my back against the wall but I’m looking out at all of you. I’m not judging, I’m not over critiquing, I can turn away from the crap – I can flip this, I can live a life worth living, all I have to do is give myself a chance. I don’t want a place to hide anymore, I’ve hid for too long and lied for too long. My fabricated disbelief is over. My new not perfect has begun. I am not a coward and I will confront the person I am.

Back Against the Wall – Cage the Elephant
Tonight i'll have a look and try to find my face againBuried beneath this house my spirit screams and dies againOutback a monster wears a cloak of persian leatherBehind the tv screen i've fallen to my knees
I said you got me where you want me again and i can't turn awayI'm hangin' by a thread and i'm feelin' like a foolI'm stuck here in between the shadows of my yesterdayI wanna get away i need to get away
Blanket of silence makes me wanna sink my teeth in deepBurn all the evidence a fabricated disbeliefPull back the curtains took a look into your eyesMy tongue has now become a platform for your lies
I said you got me where you want me again and i can't turn awayI'm hangin' by a thread and i'm feelin' like a foolI'm stuck here in between the shadows of my yesterdayI wanna get away i need to get away
Now you know yeah you got my back against the wallOh god i ain't got no other place to hideChained down like a sittin' duck just waitin' for the fallYou know yeah you got my back against the wall
Deep in the jungle camouflaged by all the fallen leavesA hand holds up the sky while shamefully i make my pleaThe alter's callin' but my legs won't seem to standGuess i'm a coward scared to face the man i am
I said you got me where you want me again and i can't turn awayI'm hangin' by a thread and i'm feelin' like a foolI'm stuck here in between the shadows of my yesterdayI wanna get away i need to get away
Now you know yeah you got my back against the wallOh god i ain't got no other place to hideChained down like a sittin' duck just waitin' for the fallYou know yeah you got my back against the wall
Now you know yeah you got my back against the wallOh god i ain't got no other place to hideChained down like a sittin' duck just waitin' for the fallYou know yeah you got my back against the wall