Anger and the Need to Lighten Up!
Oh, what a week. I'm sick again. Yep. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. It just makes me so mad. Of course, underneath anger is always some kind of threat, and I guess what threatens me about this are a couple of things. I'm afraid of being a drag on my husband. I'm afraid this signals old age approaching, with all its decrease in ability to control my own life. Lots of images of my mother come to me when I'm sick like this--she died of respiratory ailments. I'm afraid of disappointing people who depend on me. Now that I have three jobs, I have more people to disappoint in that regard! My therapist once pointed out to me that when we are sick or stressed out, all the old dysfunctional internal messages tend to come roaring back. Maybe that's what this is really all about. Probably so. Although my concerns are reasonable, aren't they? Well, maybe the one about growing old, but now that I think about it, the other two are probably coming from that deep wound