I don't want to stop exercising, stop moving forward, stop getting my life back, but every once in awhile I don't have a choice, I have to be still.
If I kept moving, the way my mind is screaming at me to do, I could hurt everything I've worked so hard for, I could end up doing more damage then good and end up being immobile for much much longer. I know right now I need to let my body recover and that this feeling of pain and exhaustion is just temporary. But instead I feel trapped, throwing logic at myself to keep me calm, but like a wolf with it's leg caught in a trap, all I can think about is gnawing it off.
Though my body is still, my mind is wide awake, telling me all the things I need to do, whispering all the fears that have been lurking in the back of my mind just waiting for me to be still enough to hear them.
I know I worry too much, and think too much about things, but I don't know how to change that other then to get a new brain, and the last time I checked, Dr. Frankenstein doesn't live next door.
So I focus on priorities which helps me to see things more clearly, and keeps me occupied just long enough for me to get through the time delay, and before I know it, I'll be back on track.
But it's the wait....
The incessant ticking of the damn clock while I do nothing.... That's what's making me nuts!
I've learned to deal with much in my few 29 years on this earth, probably more then most people will ever know, but having to sit back and feel useless is one of those things I haven't mastered yet.
But much like all things...this too shall end, and I'll be working on getting my life back in no time...
(photo By skyysdalmt, provided by Photobucket, and directly linked)
