Hi Ashley! Even though it's been two months since I last posted on this thread... It makes me smile to read our conversation. The honesty with which I wrote feels good to read and the support and direction from you makes my heart warm and helps get me right back on track. Good questions are timeless that way... yes?
Some random comments:
I love where you say it's all about the journey: Balance and authenticity requires constant maintenance... there will never be a point when you think, "Ok, I am as balanced and authentic as I can be".
I usually....No. Let me say... I used to address the lack of balance and authenticity as MY DEPRESSION. The very large, scary, powerful, dangerous darkness that lurks constantly just below the surface waiting for any signs of weakness to destroy me once and for all. What an empowering change of perspective to see and address the depression as a lack of balance and authenticity ...in my life ... at the present time. Something I need to be aware of and be caring for all the time. Not some dragonlike monster out to get me.
Does this make any sense? It feels really big and different, but I don't think I'm explaining it very well.
As for the anger and fear... it was a build up of things. In hindsight, I can see that my relationship with myself and with my husband got out of balance and I started to feel helpless and hopeless. Not allowing myself to feel either anger or fear as they came I just kept pushing everything down and when I couldn't keep it down on my own, I poured alcohol on top to keep me from feeling anything "negative".
The numb is gone now and I'm having to feel my feelings in real time. It's tough. I won't lie about that. It is intense. But... I can do it. I can feel angry. I can feel sad. I can feel lonely. I can feel afraid. Funny thing about those tricky emotions, is that when I allow myself to feel them... it's like walking through them while knowing I will come out the other side with understanding and a clear plan of what to do for and/or about the situation which caused the emotions to raise up in the first place. It is like... well... yes... a journey.
A journey... not a destination.
I never thought I'd every get a handle on anger, sadness, or fear but I am doing it every day. Yes, every day... that part sux, but I also know it won't always be every day. Practice doesn't make perfect, but it sure does make subsequent trips seem shorter and easier. I guess I'm building emotional muscles and increasing emotional endurance. It feels pretty good.
This sure seems to prove the truth of what you said with regard to being sucked into the terrible darkness of depression actually being part of the healing process.