I'm extremely tired so I'm not going to write much, but it's been a nice trip, very low stress. Very freeing to finally be hundreds of miles away from a place where a lot of bad things happened, and currently where all my stress seems to come from.
Now I'm just left from stress caused by stuff that is inside me, but I never expected that to go away. I just wanted a new environment.
Most irritating thing being my difficulty getting my sleep right, and its interaction with my meds, but I'm sure I'll figure it out eventually.
I stopped at a place where I lived when I was ages 7 through 11 earlier today (the trip took me very close to it). I recognized everything, even 21 years later. It was very surreal. I sort of wish I wasn't so numbed out in general so I could feel more of things like that, but even through the numbness it was powerful. There's something about going to a physical place and touching and looking at things that brings back memories and makes things seem more real.
There's something about going to a physical place and touching and looking at things that brings back memories and makes things seem more real
So true. Safe travels on your final leg tomorrow.
Think of the haters in your life as sandpaper; they’ll scratch you up time and time again but in the end you’re polished, smooth, and spotless..while they end up useless
We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.
Very freeing to finally be hundreds of miles away from a place where a lot of bad things happened,
Very true. I've said, many times to my H, I'm not sure that I like travel so much as I like running away from here. Too much bad here.
It will all be ok in the end. If it's not ok, it's not the end
Happily remarried to a wonderful man (Aussie). I think I found the right guy and the right finger this time.
I tried to locate the origin of your "trip thread" to understand its context but could not.
But this struck me:
"Very freeing to finally be hundreds of miles away from a place where a lot of bad things happened, and currently where all my stress seems to come from."
I too am traveling. Partly to physically escape the Place of Pain and partly to "find myself" as a man alone (though with two little ones back home). A voice within told me to go. Nothing mystical about it. Just a feeling that as part of the healing process I must be on the move for awhile as much as possible. I've done this as a means of coping and growing during other frightening times in my life and these sojourns have indeed given a boost to my evolution. Ultimately for me it is to combat fear--fear of being alone, fear of myself, and above all, fear of fear.
Anyway, just a wave of my hand to a fellow traveller. We are taking ourselves away and within. We are on our way to a life in which we will no longer be defined by betrayal, but by ourselves.
All the best on your journey--literally and metaphorically.
[This message edited by Abbondad at 12:39 AM, July 4th (Friday)]
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
Mods, could you please close this thread? I'll stick to "2".