HI Ladies,
Where do I begin.....for whatever reason I feel like I woke up 2 weeks ago and my age just hit me like a truck. I am 42.....the sudden reality of not being able to turn back the clock, that death is a reality, I am agoraphobic and trying my hardest to venture out daily with my DH which is so depressing... i think if I was 25 or something I could better deal with agoraphobia knowing I have timne to work through it, but 42 and knowing that I may never be able to travel anywhere again... I don't know it just seems like more a race for time now. I said to my husband I don't know why I care anymore about the fear because I don't have control over these things and to try has gotten where I am.
I know we aren't supposed to talk about religion so I will be careful.....I have had a strong faith since I was 25ish...over the past few years it has dwindled as I have become more inside of myself and having all these problems with my body. When I suddenly realized my age and what that meant my faith was even more tested and all these questions that I can't find the answers too surfaced....questions I just didn't ask in my younger years and realized how much I don't really understand and how can so many people read from the same book and come up with something different, how are we supposed to know what to believe. I have nevr been more depressed in my life....I cry everyday at some point because all of this is so sad and then it ends. I have found answers to some of the questions I have through searching in the past week or so, but they are very vague and even then they say well we interperit (sp)this way and others will say no it really means this......I had some pretty specific questions that were odd as my mom said, but the answers have come up in places when I wasn't even looking for it, if that makes sense, so I felt like God was listening and guiding.....they still don't make sense to me and I am sure if I really searched I would get multiple opinions. My DH says I am not 80, but I am so tired.....I get up in the morning and you know that feeling that split second when you are disoriented upon awakening, well for me the second after that the reality of who I am comes at me like a steam roller and I feel this cloud of darkness blanket me when I comes to realize who I am it is a horrible feeling and it takes me much effort to get up....in my dreams I don't feel this way and I can escape my reality and I dream alot, almost every night, when I sleep there is peace and quiet from my thoughts. I know this is a very unhealthy place to be. I am trying to wait it out i the hopes I will adjust and move on, but this feeling is so distressing, like almost something you can't describe.
The thought of dying has consumed me and so many question suddenly pop into my mind....where are we going, will it be just dark empty space, will I see Heaven, what will we do, how will I see it, will it be foggy, how will I walk, becasue I am afraid does that mean I don't believ right as someone told me once I shouldn't be afraid....you get the point. Where is our soul/spirit....some say we don't have one and others say we do all taken from the same Bible......some say the sould is the mind and the mind and brain are separate......some christians have said this and then some christians say that is new age stuff. I wonder about my faith and have read even those who think they will recieve Heaven may not...that was not a good read as I thought so even if I think I am accepted I may not be? I get frustrated at the many beliefs and interpretations of things, I mean the Bible is so hard for me to understand in the first place and to have so mnay say this is the way it is read.....no, no this is the right way leaves you spinning. Some questions are never answered I know and that is where faith comes in, but our logical mind can't wrap itself around somethings easily. I feel almost panicy over all this and I haven't been able to get anything done in the past week from these thoughts.
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I want to move some place warm when my children graduate I will be 48, I struggle through winter as I love to be outside. I lived i FL and moved here when I was 33 and said recently If I had known I would get stuck I would have rather stayed there.
I feel like I am trying to hang on to any crumb of hope and it is slipping away.
I just don't know what to do.............I feel soooo lost, confused......I hope all is well with everyone, I wouldn't wish this anguish to anyone.
HUGS MIkki
