I have a few minutes to write now that my daughter is FINALLY napping and I have a few minutes to spare before I start my cleaning spree in this heatwave! Lots on my mind today.
So, the past few months have made me realize something about myself. I'm an anchor. I feel like (not that I hate it either) I'm the type of person who will ALWAYS be there for people. Whether it be family, friends, acquaintances or anyone else I might know slightly. I'm that person that let's people know I'm here for them and I ENJOY being that person, believe me. I love being the friend or the sister or the daughter or the aunt or the wife that you can come to when you need to just simply vent and I won't say a word and just LISTEN. But, like any trait of a person, there's those people who abuse it, you could say.
I feel like I pride myself on being the shoulder for people and being the person who has never gone anywhere because I wanted to make sure I was there in case anyone needed me. But, I feel like sometimes I've stunted my own dreams so that I would be there for others. I guess it hit me when one person was talking about traits of others, and when they mentioned the other people in the list (I'm not naming who said this or who was on the list by the way) So and so makes me laugh, so and so can always tell a good joke and well, Den - she's just always there. Now, I know this was meant to be a compliment, but the way it was said...it kinda hit me hard. Like, that's the only good trait you view? Is that I'm just always there? It made me realize that the other people in my life who were good for a laugh or fun to shop with, I was the one who was just always there. Granted some people might be flattered by that comment, but I was taken aback.
There has been a lot going on in life lately (when isn't there?) in all areas, and there's been a lot of people who need support and who need to talk and need to cry and need to share their feelings and when they do, I'm the anchor. But, who do I talk to? I feel like I have to be the strong person for everyone. A strong mother for my baby girl, a strong wife for my husband when he's stressed with is full schedule, a strong daughter for my parents who have so much going on, a strong sister for my baby sister who's going through the transition from teenager to adult, a strong aunt for my nieces who feel they can confide in me (which they can!) and a strong friend for my friends who are going through so many hardships . And I can't stress enough about how I'm not COMPLAINING that I'm this person, but I'm just saying...who do I share MY thoughts with?
Why is it that when I'm feeling like my emotions are jumbled, I feel like a burden who SHOULDN'T tell people how I'm feeling because I know they have so much going on. Who is my anchor?
Is this the feeling we, as women, get? We're the household. We're the mother, the caretaker, the wife, and so many other traits, when we transition into this woman we've always wanted to be since we were kids, do we forget about ourselves along the way? Forget about the other little dreams we wanted to make come true? Do we forget about the young woman still inside us who still has the days of missing hanging out with our girlfriends in our pjs watching chick flicks and doing our nails. Or the young woman who still needs to feel attractive or be complimented once in a blue moon. Or the girl who still needs to be a free spirit every so often. What happened to her? Does she get smothered by responsibility? And if so, why couldn't we WAIT to grow up when we had this freedom 15 years ago??
Is this what adulthood is supposed to feel like? Are we supposed to be stressed out day to day? And be worrying about tomorrow instead of just soaking in the day at present? It's a funny thing. When you're a kid you wanna be a big kid. When you're a big kid you wanna be a teenager. When you're a teenager you can't WAIT to be an adult. And now that we're adults..we want the relaxation and freedom and worry free lifestyle we had when we were KIDS. Funny how that works eh?
My mind is jumbled and I've rambled enough. Now, onto my adulthood duties. *sigh* We hate to love it don't we?