Struggling through

Life has a way of getting people down, it doesn’t matter who you are but you are entitled to your own problems. They might not be as big, scary or even sad as others but they are your problems. Today someone at work mentioned the fact that their life is not bad at all considering what others go through and I would have to agree with them about my own life too. Someone they know went away on a holiday and came back with a pain in their side; they thought they had pulled muscles. Turns out its cancer of the lymph’s and its spread to her brain, what makes it worse – she has two young children. It made me think, I have a young child and another one on the way. I would be terrified to think my kids would grow up without me and I am glad for the fact they don’t.

So think about your life – is it really that bad? You have bad days yes, everyone does. Problems, yes – they can be solved 90% of the time and the other 10% what is the point in worrying?

Now I cannot deal with problems without worrying, I am a born worrier and I have no idea how to change that. My life is quite stressful at the moment, I don’t want to socialise or be all smiley. I just want to do overtime at work to stop one stress but the others I cannot control which makes me mad. I have pregnancy issues; I resolve one issue and get another which is frustrating! My new one is hip problems where I need to speak to a physio to check them out, then finally got my cardiology appointment for my heart and frankly that scares me. This is all stuff that is around me, I can control it to a certain degree but how do I solve a problem which is over a 100 miles away? I can’t. Don’t get me wrong, I have to know how my brother is coping but I just get mad about it when I shouldn’t. He is currently staying with my parents for a “few” days because his wife is SO stressed with it she is making herself ill. The thing that frustrates me, he wants to be admitted but there are no spaces for him… He was caught shop lifting and is now back to drinking… he is a person who needs help and no one can give it him.

So how do I stop worrying? My life isn’t bad, in fact it’s a lovely life but it has its own issues just like everyone else’s. I just can’t seem to pull myself out of this rut; it’s hard to motivate myself. If there is anyone reading this blog and wants to give advice, by all means please do.

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