There’s No Shame in Asking for Help

"A Helping Hand". 1881 painting by E...

I have always been very independent.  As a very young (and short) child, I would use household objects as tool in order to reach the light switches so that I would not have to depend upon anyone else.  Overall, I believe that this trait has served me well.  Until I got divorced, that is.  Those first few weeks were hell on my body.  I could not eat, causing my already slim frame to waste away to nothing.  My ribs stood out in relief along my back.  My body was racked with tremors, the anxiety too much for mere flesh and bones to contain.  I did not sleep; my body refused to rest.

Those around me encouraged me to try medication.  I resisted.  I was determined to do this alone, without the aid of a pharmacy.  Eventually, my body made the decision for me as days moved into weeks and I saw no improvement.  I ended up with some substantial medication to help me eat and sleep (300 mg Trazadone, if you’re keeping count…and I could still push through that on many nights).  I found peace with my decision to accept pharmaceutical assistance.  Those pills allowed my body to function for the first 8 months.  I let them go when I was able to go solo again.

There is no shame is asking for help.  We accept the fact that those at the at the end of life and those at the beginning of life require assistance, yet we somehow believe that adults should be able to be independent.  Divorce is the death of one life and the infancy of another.  You will need help.

Here are three sources of help you may find you need:

1) Therapy

Depending upon your situation, your prior coping skills, and your support system, you may be in need of therapy.  That is not a sign of weakness or a sign that you are crazy.  You are going through one of the most stressful events that one can endure and you may not be prepared to handle it on your own.  A therapist can be your guide down the road to healing.  Don’t be afraid to try different approaches and different people until you find what works for you.

2) Medication

I had to face the difficult lesson that sometimes you can’t fix your body through sheer will.  Medication may need to be investigated if you are unable to sleep or eat for a significant period or if sadness or anxiety are completely overwhelming.  I know I was afraid of triggering dependency, as I felt that I was in a very vulnerable place.  I discussed this with my doctor and so medications were chosen that were not considered high risk for abuse.

3) Time

Divorce is exhausting.  Adding to that, you have to adapt to your new responsibilities, navigate the court system, and somehow find time to process the whole mess.  This is a time when taking some leave from work is acceptable; your self-work needs to take priority for a while.  If you are parent, ask someone to watch the kids so that you can have some time alone.

It is far better to temporarily suffer the embarrassment and discomfort of asking for help than to permanently suffer in silence.  Ask for a hand, and let it guide you through.

Dulling the Knife’s Edge

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When I first felt the raw, unwashed trauma of my divorce, I would direct anger and indignation towards anyone who blithely told me that time heals all wounds.  How foolish they must be, I thought.  They must have never been through any challenges.  How could the mere rotation of a clock hand soften the shock and pain of being utterly betrayed from the inside out?  I scoffed at the notion.

Luckily for me, time continued on, ignorant of my harsh view of it.

The changes were so subtle at first, I did not notice them.  The improvement from one hour to the next too small to be measured.  But it was there nonetheless.

A clock made in Revolutionary France, showing ...
A clock made in Revolutionary France, showing the 10-hour metric clock. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

As time continued its relentless linear path, my pain followed suit in an inverse relationship, although in a much more randomized pattern.  I became accustomed to the things causing my discomfort, and so I was not as aware of them.  The pain, once so alien, became familiar and no longer needed attention.  Anniversaries came and went and I survived. I layered memories, replacing painful ones with fresher happier ones. The hardest times occurred with diminishing frequency  and lessening intensity.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I still dismiss the notion that time will heal all wounds; time is no surgeon, ready to excise the malignant past.  However, time does dull the knife’s edge of past traumas, lessening their ability to cause that searing pain, that sharp intake of breath when the blade pierces your heart.  The pain becomes duller, more distant, more manageable.  It’s as though its initial razor edge is dulled by time dragging it through the rocks lining the river of life, new experiences whittling away the once-sharp edge.

River Rocks and Clouds Reflected

While waiting for the blade of your trauma to dull, carry lots of bandages and always be wary of the edge.

Is It Better to Have Loved and Lost? Yes, Yes, It Is! | Psychology Today

Not So Much to Be Loved as to Love

This article deals with death.  But then, divorce is a type of death, isn’t it?  I think we can all use this reminder sometimes.

Is It Better to Have Loved and Lost? Yes, Yes, It Is! | Psychology Today.

 

Unusual Uses for This Blog

I am happy to report that I have been nominated for the Versatile Blogger Award!  Before I satisfy the specifications of the award, I decided to first prove my versatility by suggesting some unusual uses of the blog.

1)  Use all of the “My Story” entries to create a soap opera.  Have fun debating who would play each role.

2) Play “Where’s Waldo?” with my ex, using the provided clues to attempt to ascertain his whereabouts. I’m not going to tell you what to do with him if you happen to locate him.

3) Use the “Taming the Monkey Mind” posts to attempt to train an actual monkey.  Note: not recommended, but please send pictures if you do.

4) Horrify teenagers by asking them to try any of the dishes described in “On the Menu.”  I do it with my students.  Trust me, it’s fun:)

5) And finally, you can design a drinking game based on the number of metaphors (of the mixed variety, of course) I manage to pack into a single paragraph. Pace yourself.

 

And, now on to the award…

(and I may be versatile, but that does not expand to figuring out how to get that button over here on a Mac!)

I want to thank Brown Eyes and Lenses for nominating me.  I love her humor and willingness to go where others (including myself!) won’t.

I’m still pretty new to this whole blogging thing and I am discovering more and more amazing writers every day.  These are the main ones I find occupy my feed and expand my mind:

400 Days till 40

Better Off Barefoot

Moments With Millie

Free Penny Press

Socially Fit

That Precarious Gait

 

 

And now on to 7 random facts about me you never wanted to know…

I)  My students judge my sneezes on an Olympic scale.  Yes, they’re that epic.

II) I used to be afraid of giraffes.  I’m feeling much better now.

III) I stash “emergency” chapstick all over the place!

IV) I need a twelve step program for pumpkin.

V) I almost failed algebra II.  And now I’m an algebra teacher. Go figure.  (bad pun, I know…go ahead and groan)

VI) My New Year’s resolution was to get my hair cut more than twice a year.  So far I’m doing well.

VII) I can sing “18 Wheels on a Big Rig” in Roman numerals.

 

 

Rules of the Versatile Blogger Award are as follows:

  •  Thank the person who gave you this award. That’s common courtesy.
  •  Include a link to their blog. That’s also common courtesy — if you can figure out how to do it.
  •  Next, select 15 blogs/bloggers that you’ve recently discovered or follow regularly. ( I would add, pick blogs or bloggers that are excellent!)
  •  Nominate those 15 bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award — you might include a link to this site.
  •  Finally, tell the person who nominated you 7 things about yourself.

Just Breathe

We have a habit (and, yes, that “we” certainly includes “me”!) of making things more complicated than they actually are.  Check in with your body; is it tight, constricted?  Breathe.  Visit your mind.   Do you feel anger, frustration, fear? Breathe.  Are your thoughts on a trip to the past or perhaps the future?  Breathe and bring them home.  It doesn’t have to be complicated or fancy to work.  Close your eyes, fill your lungs, feeling the chest rise into each nook and cranny.  Let the breath out, feeling your lungs empty completely.  And just breathe.

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Just breathe