There are going to be some themes that will carry between multiple blog posts. This is one of them.
I’m a different person.
My emotions are heighten. Any given time, any given day. They’re high.
Before, if you measured my emotions on a yard stick, they’d probably be around the foot mark. Toward the middle. My emotions could heighten but I’d still have a good two feet before I was ready to lose it.
It’s not like that anymore.
Especially on harder days.
I cry easily.
Get frustrated easier.
Sometimes I think, “Do they not know what’s going on in my head?”
No one does. And it’s not an expectation I really have.
I try and take more breaths before I react. Try to have more patience than I’m really feeling. Try to keep my crap together until I get to my van.
I don’t love this new part of me. But I’m hoping time will bring more self control.