{"id":3117,"date":"2012-12-04T11:34:19","date_gmt":"2012-12-04T16:34:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=3117"},"modified":"2012-12-04T11:34:38","modified_gmt":"2012-12-04T16:34:38","slug":"emotionally-constipated","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=3117","title":{"rendered":"Emotionally Constipated&#8230;."},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Emotionally constipated. \u00a0I used to be able to cry as needed, you know, when I was happy or sad and found that emotional release which kept me emotionally balanced. \u00a0Somewhere after the babies, crying seemed overrated. \u00a0Or I became emotionally constipated. \u00a0I used to tear up at the Folger&#8217;s coffee commercials this time of year or those cell phone ones got me ever time. \u00a0Now&#8230; I&#8217;m a dud.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/12\/tumblr_m9754nY6Dr1re5qajo1_500.png\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-3119\" title=\"tumblr_m9754nY6Dr1re5qajo1_500\" src=\"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/12\/tumblr_m9754nY6Dr1re5qajo1_500-300x168.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"168\" srcset=\"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/12\/tumblr_m9754nY6Dr1re5qajo1_500-300x168.png 300w, http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/12\/tumblr_m9754nY6Dr1re5qajo1_500.png 500w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Last year I started feeling like I was going crazy. \u00a0I would be laying in bed and suddenly my heart would start to race and my mind seemed to be somewhere else, seeing myself act out a situation yet not being there in reality. \u00a0Weird? \u00a0I KNOW!!! I really thought I was going crazy. \u00a0Have you experienced this? \u00a0Well, let me tell \u00a0you, you are not crazy. Sigh. \u00a0When I finally sought help, my doctor, within 5 seconds told me it&#8217;s called <a href=\"http:\/\/my.clevelandclinic.org\/disorders\/dissociative_disorders\/hic_depersonalization_disorder.aspx\"><strong><em>depersonalization<\/em><\/strong><\/a>. \u00a0Crazy, I realize is a relative word. \u00a0We are all a little crazy&#8230; it&#8217;s what makes the world go round. \u00a0Well, at least this is what I like to tell myself. lol<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">My crazy pill really does help me keep the panic attacks, stress and depersonalization under control. \u00a0It helps me function as a relatively \u00a0normal human being, at least I like to tell myself that!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Today, I went to the doctor after experiencing a lot of attacks this weekend. \u00a0Stress&#8230; do I feel overly stressed? \u00a0No more than usual. \u00a0I mean, 6 boys, hockey, lunches, suppers, messes, moods, homework assignments that<em> I<\/em> need help with, then add Christmas to the mix. \u00a0No&#8230; of course I am not stressed. \u00a0So I thought. \u00a0Well, apparently, as women, we internalize all this stress and pressure. \u00a0And like a pressure cooker (does any one use those any more?), when it builds, the steam needs releasing.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">My body is letting me know that I am not doing so well keeping it all in. \u00a0I&#8217;m a pressure cooker ready to burst because the steam valve wasn&#8217;t released. \u00a0OK&#8230; I&#8217;m listening. \u00a0I&#8217;m really going to try and listen to my body better.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Guess maybe tonight would be a good day to go out for supper&#8230; right? lol<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Emotionally constipated. \u00a0I used to be able to cry as needed, you know, when I was happy or sad and found that emotional release which kept me emotionally balanced. \u00a0Somewhere after the babies, crying seemed overrated. \u00a0Or I became emotionally &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=3117\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[189,6,1,140,11,55],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3117"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3117"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3117\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3127,"href":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3117\/revisions\/3127"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3117"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3117"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3117"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}