If you are over the age of 25 then you have probably noticed patterns in your life. We all have them, a way of thinking or doing things that we have just assimilated for some reason. The details of the pattern are really the only difference. Where mine might herringbone yours might be chevron, or gingham. I have found a lot of patterns in my life, some are positive ones that I’m glad I have. Others are negative and end up taking me down a road I don’t want to be again. It is a slow and agonizing process every time I discover one too. I would think that there are probably those of us who wake up one morning with perfectly clarity on their pattern but alas, that has yet to happen to me. It seems like a never-ending path to find the start of a pattern so that I might choose a different road for myself.
One pattern I am beginning to discover is this emotional addiction I seem to have. It’s weird to think about actually. How does one have an addition to emotions, but I can’t find a better word to explain it. I have a need to feel intensely, good, bad or ugly. And this is not due to an inability to be emotional. I am actually very empathetic and emotional. So much so that for most people I turn the emotion button off and they just don’t see that side of me. It’s too much to be available emotionally like that to everyone. But man if you are close to me look out because I feel really deep. And I think I became so used to those feelings (particularly the negative ones) that I started to create situations where I would keep experiencing them. Cause you know – that was “who I was” or “what I did” or “what my life was like”. Do you know what I’m talking about? Does anyone else out there get this?
I became so accustomed to this emotional roller coaster of a life, from my teens on, that I am finding myself on eggshells without it. I truly almost don’t know how to react to things right now because they are so different. And the other thing I have discovered is that with the changes in my life that have removed that emotional high I still find myself missing something. I’m coasting around wondering what am doing and why am doing it. I have been in this low-grade depression for a while now and the lack of anything to blame it on is what has caused me to stumble onto this pattern in the first place.
My life – is really great. I have a great job, fabulous kids, a nice home, enough income to be relatively comfortable, companionship and family. I’m trying to grow a social circle and am active in my church. Dude – “It’s a Wonderful Life!”. So then what is causing this feeling of disconnection?
The only thing I have been able to come up with is that without the drama life is sort of boring. Stable doesn’t necessarily mean exciting. So I’m missing the emotional roller coaster. My relationships without it feel different and so I don’t know how to act. I’m trying to learn to not be a martyr and so I don’t know how to act. I’m trying to find real intimacy and love and relationship and it is so different from what I believed it to be…so I don’t know how to act.
I’m struggling. I will have days when I want to pick up on an old pattern and walk down a familiar road just so I will feel something besides this mild indifference.
But I guess those old patterns are being replaced with new ones. Like crocheting I just haven’t got the rhythm down for the pattern yet so it feels a little awkward. But with a stable pattern real beauty is created. With a slow and steady rhythm fewer mistakes are made. I’ll keep fiddling with it and know that at some point the new will become more comfortable…and I will know how to act.