“But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked.
“Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”
“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
Image from Sir John Tenniel.
Good heavens. And then the crazies came. I noticed something hmmm….. maybe a year ago. I would go through periods of time where I swear I just felt out of control. Like I was losing my mind. I had no patience for my children, or anyone else for that matter. I once just lost it at one of M’s teachers at the school (sorry about that!), and I even put a policeman in his place (on two separate occasions!) while running errands, but poor G probably bears the brunt of this seemingly random madness. Eventually over time I noticed other things too. Sometimes I would get very very cold. For days I would be just so very cold. Often I felt like I had the flu, yet I was just starving. I got headaches. I was actually so concerned at one point I went to the doctor! Yeah, I had PMS. The thing is, I just had never had ANY of these kinds of symptoms before, especially all at once and certainly not this severe, ever. Whatever hormonal changes I went through after having my third child, it was certainly a doozie. So, now, I have my “normal” madness riddled with anxiety and whatever else and then my “extra-madness” that I’ve had to literally put on a calendar so I don’t think I’m losing my mind every 4 weeks. Somehow I sort of forget about this madness, until I remember, if that makes sense. I am *fantastic* at forgetting unpleasant events, people, places, etc. I just literally somehow wipe it from my mind and will literally be unable to recall certain people or events. Now from what I understand from my therapist, the memories of the unpleasant things are not actually gone, just buried. Which is where my anxiety stems from. More than anything, this is all just a nuisance. I’ll be going along trying to deal with all of my regular stresses such as getting the children through their school projects, to and from play dates and dinner and chores done again and again, only being extremely grumpy and chilly and achey. Yay! O.O I will say that the calendar thing has helped. Drinking water helps. Having blankets close by helps. Exercise helps. Sending G out for chocolate with no questions asked helps. He has sworn not to ask for fear of losing an eyeball. Not two eyeballs though, because then he could not help with the mons-ners. (Entirely his fear, not my threat, pinky swear!) Oh, where was I? Yes, the doctor. So I did go to the doctor and he actually gave me a medication to take when I felt like I was… um, off center? I actually laughed in the office, but he assured me that it was better to take something for it than to go around feeling all out of control, especially when I have a lot on my plate. Its just not safe. I know there are so many people out there who are anti-medication and aside from vaccinations (my word, the insanity – different post), I respect that. Maybe its not for everyone, but certainly, if there is something that is going to make *me* feel better, I want it! One of my favorite bloggers, Glennon Melton, who I refer to often, has this to say about taking your doctor-prescribed meds, “Jesus loves me this I know, for He gave me Lexapro”. She is a wonderful faith-loving, people-positive writer and is such an inspiration to me. Her blog and her charity are all about spreading the love around our communities and that is what I try to focus on too. “Do your circle”. Remember that post? Love your community! Love your family! I digress…. So, yes, my meds do help me to feel more sane when I am off-center and then even when I am more (heaven help me) off-center. I figure this. Everyone probably has some madness in their lives, they just don’t go around showing it all off all the time. Now sometimes, sometimes you can’t help it when your madness is showing and you just have to shrug and say, “hey, its just me”. I’m not saying we all have to go out and be all buddies with the mad mad people of the world, I’m just voting for understanding and forgiveness. Maybe their madness is showing a little?