![]() I remember when I was the only woman I could find that loved football but now I have so many women football lovers I am beyond myself. By the way, I am a HUGE sports fan, even bigger football fan. I had to take some days before I posted my feelings regarding this past week-ends divisional playoffs. She said you're not drowning, you too are just floating. ![]() She responded with close your eyes, take deep breaths. I said I wasn't sure, that I too felt like drowning. She asked me how I was doing as we often do in the office after a rough session. When the session was over, I called an colleague who listened to my suggestions regarding how we will continue getting this client back to shore together. I said we float for awhile, take it in but as we have done so many times before, we have to find our way back to shore for recovery. She asked what do we do now, how does she recover from such a heartbreaking blow. And so I was, therefore we both felt like drowning. I had to invest my own emotions because I too was hurt and she needed me to be present. I had to get on the floatation with my client. I want to be the lighthouse but today.today was hard as hell. It's hard for me to compartmentalize my feelings to be the strength they need because I'm stuck for a moment. It's hard for me not to drown in my own emotions. In moments like this it's hard for me to stay objective as I take in devastating news of betrayal, peer pressures, illnesses, and extreme hurt and tears on top of tears. Sometimes things become too real, too painful, too much to take. The funny thing is that we both felt like we were drowning, both of us gasping for breath. We're floating right now until we can find the shore again. She said: "I'm drowning, I can't breathe.
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