I am determined I am going to change the narrative that is my mixed up, scrambled, menopausal brain. I have neurons firing in all directions but no voice to shout them out loud. ALRIGHTY is a code word my close friend and I use to describe how we were feeling without the rest of the world knowing. Guys you know that feeling when you plaster on a smile, get on with life and ignore the chaos that is really going on. That one word bonds us together in a shared understanding of each other. It allows us to scream from the rooftops and feel heard in that millisecond. There is a hug attached and a feeling of letting go. It validates how you are feeling and that you have a friendly ear. It stands for my life is upside down, I'm having a shit day, need to talk later. You know the cup of coffee is imminent and that you will get a chance to VENT without judgement before the knapsack on your back explodes.
That one word tells the story that is hidden behind the smile and platitudes, and the bullshit we are all surrounded by. I hope everyone finds their alrighty friend and gets to spill the beans in one word!
Tracy
Everyone needs a friend where you can be yourself and if you have one you have a precious gift. I am lucky enough to have such a friend and we are there for each other no matter what garbage is going on in our lives. Sometimes it helps if you journal. I learned about this when I lost one of our children. You can write and write and get it out of your system and then either save the papers or toss them into the bin. It really works.
Terry Weiner
Ok Tracy, This is a second attempt to make a comment. The first on was wiped out - in fact every time I write it is wiped out.
Everyone needs a friend that you can feel completely comfortable with and be yourself even when you out out of sorts. I am lucky enough t have such a friend (besides Hubby) where we are there for one another no matter how much garbage is going on in our lives. Another way to release anxiety or pent up emotion is by journaling . I learned about this when we lost one of our children. You write and write - fill up a ream of paper if you must - get it o…