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If I got paid for worrying, I'd be filthy stinking rich

September 28, 2018

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If I got paid for worrying, I'd be filthy stinking rich

We've come to the early end of the school week and the beginning of a four day weekend. I had this in my calendar but for some reason, I forgot about it until Emmett reminded me the other night.

I love having my kids home but after a long stressful week, the idea of a four day weekend has me already feeling overwhelmed.

There are so many things that I'm struggling with right now and I'm being pulled in many different directions, all at the same time.

Everyone in the house is facing their own set of unique challenges. Some are more challenging for me to deal with on a personal level, but everyone is struggling.

I need to do an update on Gavin because he's hearing new voices calling his name throughout the day. The voice isn't familiar to him so he's constantly opening up his door and shouting, *did you call me? *I'm working on a dedicated post that will discuss this in more detail.

Lizze is struggling with the medication changes as there are side effects to weaning off of them. I'm not referring to anything being addictive but instead very similar to what I experienced coming off of Paxil. It's pretty rough and it's causing insomnia, which makes everything worse for her.

Emmett's been dealing with a new tummy ache since yesterday and that usually means that he's upset about something. He struggles with expressive language and articulating how he feels, so it's a guessing game until we figure things out.

Elliott's moodiness and impulsivity are on full display. We're also learning that he's having some problems at school, both academically and behaviorally. It sounds like it's ADHD related and he's having a hard time sitting still. I haven't spoken with his teachers yet but I will next week. This is only now coming to our attention because Elliott informed me on the way home from school today that he's been getting in trouble. Again, he struggles with perception, so he could be misreading things or not understanding something. It's best that we explore this on Tuesday of next week when school resumes.

I'm exhausted from all of the above mentioned challenges, as well as trying to deal with an enormous section of tree blocking access to our yard.

We can't get the damage to our house and garage fixed until middle to end of October because State Farm is so backed up.

It feels like everything is piling up and I can't get out from underneath it.

I'm trying to focus on writing more. Not only because it helps me cope and helps other people, but more traffic means more income and we desperately need the income. Traffic has been up this week as a result and that feels good to see positive numbers.

It's hard to explain how emotionally and physically exhausted I am. I'm still walking my 3 miles a day and will likely hit my goal of 80 miles this month. I haven't given up on that and I look forward to facing that challenge each day.

When I'm this tired, writing is harder for me. It's harder to think and the idea of sharing the things I want to share is overwhelming. There's so much to say but it requires more energy than I have to spare sometimes.

I'm trying to push through anyway and since my new phone arrived (big thanks to T-mobile for the hook-up), I should be able to begin publishing more to YouTube again.

It's currently 2:30 AM and I really need to get some sleep but my brain simply won't shut off. There's too many things to worry about and not enough of me to do much about them.

If I could get paid for worrying, I'd be set for life, as would most other Autism parents.

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