Turbulence
It rocks your world. I know most everybody out there has flown on a plane before, and experienced turbulence...it’s kind of freaky. You’re thousands of feet up in the air and and not sure if what you’re experiencing is normal, whether there’s a malfunction with the plane, of if you’re about to go down in flames...
Right now my life feels like it’s in a perpetual state of turbulence. But...isn’t that how our lives go most of the time anyway? You’ve got your passengers that react (or overreact) with paranoia, extreme fear, there are people who refuse to fly because of it. I’ve seen people sleep through turbulence, all is right with their world. I’m sure you see where I’m going with this analogy between flying and living this chaotic mess we know as life.
How do you handle your turbulence? Does it depend on your circumstances, your own coping mechanisms. What makes some people absolutely freak out about the most minor contrivances, and others sail through storms, that leave me awestruck they’ve lived through something horrific and came out in one piece.
My husband’s life is more than chaotic right now - given his job, you would understand. Most days he doesn’t know if he’s coming or going...his chaos spills over into our life, and at times absolutely overwhelms me...mostly because I feel helpless. Both of us have never been here before this is totally new territory, and I’m not sure how to handle it...his stress levels are through the roof, and there’s absolutely nothing I can do to make it better, make the turbulence stop - I’m not the one flying the plane. Right now, I’m unemployed, and stressed about how I’m going to pay my bills. He’s in a position where he can be fired at any time..so it’s a little freaky for me right now. I try to envision the worst scenario and go from there. Really...what’s the absolute worst that can happen? Sometimes that helps...sometimes it causes me to delve deeper into my fears. I wish this flight weren’t so long, I wish this storm would pass - I would like my world to stop rocking - a gentle lull would be nice once in a while.
Right now my life feels like it’s in a perpetual state of turbulence. But...isn’t that how our lives go most of the time anyway? You’ve got your passengers that react (or overreact) with paranoia, extreme fear, there are people who refuse to fly because of it. I’ve seen people sleep through turbulence, all is right with their world. I’m sure you see where I’m going with this analogy between flying and living this chaotic mess we know as life.
How do you handle your turbulence? Does it depend on your circumstances, your own coping mechanisms. What makes some people absolutely freak out about the most minor contrivances, and others sail through storms, that leave me awestruck they’ve lived through something horrific and came out in one piece.
My husband’s life is more than chaotic right now - given his job, you would understand. Most days he doesn’t know if he’s coming or going...his chaos spills over into our life, and at times absolutely overwhelms me...mostly because I feel helpless. Both of us have never been here before this is totally new territory, and I’m not sure how to handle it...his stress levels are through the roof, and there’s absolutely nothing I can do to make it better, make the turbulence stop - I’m not the one flying the plane. Right now, I’m unemployed, and stressed about how I’m going to pay my bills. He’s in a position where he can be fired at any time..so it’s a little freaky for me right now. I try to envision the worst scenario and go from there. Really...what’s the absolute worst that can happen? Sometimes that helps...sometimes it causes me to delve deeper into my fears. I wish this flight weren’t so long, I wish this storm would pass - I would like my world to stop rocking - a gentle lull would be nice once in a while.
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