Dear All, in the proving that we're not alone in the sorrow's of life , I was wondering if any of you would be willing to share how you have spent some of your most sorrowful moments in life. I will share one of mine: I get in the car and drive by myself and sob and scream and scream and scream. I let God have it, I let my son (who .I pretend to be sitting there with me) have it, I let Satan have it. This has become my number one coping skill at the very worst of the worst of the worst moments.
There's one of mine.
There's one of mine.
There's a book I have just read that I would recommend for anyone who is hurting with their child. It's by Barbara Johnson. She dares to tell the truth about what you really will feel. It's not for anyone who has not gone through these same feelings---you will only judge the rest of us. The name of the book is When Your Child Breaks Your Heart.
So, please tell me about your darkness moments. I want to know that I'm not alone. I want you to know that you're not alone either. Tell me, please! If you don't want to post it here, write me at: manymusic@gmail.com
Love ya'll!
I"m a car screamer too.
ReplyDeleteI'm a shower crier. When things are just too much for me to handle anymore, I take a hot shower and cry and pray and wash away the "dirt" of whatever it is that is dragging me down.
ReplyDeleteI cry and cry until I can't cry anymore. To tell you the truth, I like to be on something soft; and I want to be all alone. In bed, or once or maybe, throwing myself down on a pile of dirty laundry.
ReplyDeleteI have journals that show my deepest pain, words that had to come out in order to heal and live again after my first husband died. I know it's not the same as a child, but it was a dark, dark place. Oh... and yes, lots of screaming, wailing, crying. One consolation was that when we can't get the words out, the Holy Spirit intervenes on our behalf because there were moments when all I could manage was the sounds.
ReplyDeletePraying for you!
Oh, I love hearing from you! There is just such comfort in knowing you are not the only one who screams in grief and agony, or those moaning, moaning, guttural sounds that can nearly break your body and voice box in two. I am, however, so sorry that you all have had to experience that. I truly think that I know some people who have not morned this way-----yet.
ReplyDeleteSometimes, I can try to tell myself that going through this will make me a more beautiful person. Sometimes, all I can do is cry.
I would never be able to drive when crying; I would crash after a few meters..............
ReplyDeleteWhen in deep sorrow, I wish to be alone. I do not want to share the slightest part of my pain with anyone. I cry and cry, mostly making sounds of grief, not being able to actually talk. Preferably I'm on my bed. For example, that is how I grieved my mother's diagnosis of dementia, knowing she would die away from me slowly - I was really young then, and I'm an only child. It was hard.
If I'm a little bit upset I eat for comfort, but when I'm really in sorrow I can't eat at all. Nothing comforts me then.
How interesting your comments are! I have done ALL of the above. I am TWINS with every one of you!!!!! This Mother's Day has ended with another lie and another decpetion from my wayward son. So, I'm finished. I just came from the car where I cried, moaned, screamed, and begged God to give me the strength to walk through what He has asked me to do . I have walked through many hard things......but this is the toughest.
ReplyDeleteWhat are the tough things you have gone trough. I would love to hear more about the death of the first husband and Milena's grief over her mother. Tell me mre, more, more.....I want to know about you! Tell me more, more, omre!!!!