Sunday, August 17, 2008

Tired








Tired
Emotions are close to the surface
It’s happening again
And I just have to accept it
Very cryptic this one
Trust
I have to trust
I’m as important
But am I really
Or am I kidding myself
Tired and taking things to heart
She’s taking over again
And I can’t stop her
All the old insecurities are right there
Sometimes I think they’ll never go away
Just too tired to think
But the emotions are there
So I react
To a threat I can’t fight
To a perception that may be wrong
But hits me right inside
I’m not important
I don’t matter
I’ll be ignored
I’m not as good
I’m second best
And I’m too tired to think.

Kaz

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Anger









You were never there
Not in mind and not in body
Always preoccupied
With him, with everyone else
Not me
The quiet one
Didn’t have to worry about you
That’s what you told me
That’s because you didn’t look hard enough
Always about someone else though
And now I know how true that is
And the hurts too deep to change things now
The anger, which is directed at others
But really belongs to you
Because its you that ignored me
You that ignores how I feel
You that looks towards others
But never towards me
Always someone else who is better
Do you ever really see me?
Or is everything so superficial
That you don’t think beyond yourself
And when the anger surfaces
As it has now
I know only a deep sadness
At how I can’t convince that little girl inside
That she’s worthy of attention too
That she’s important
That she matters as much as anyone else
But she battles
Because you’ve convinced her otherwise.









Kaz

Friday, August 8, 2008

Abandonment










Abandonment
Just a word
To leave
Left behind
Alone
Harsh word perhaps
Not wanted
Pictures
Of a child
Of a mother
Oblivious
In her own world
Not aware of her child’s
Of the impact
Years later
The insecurity
The need
Not recognised
Yearning for nurture
Not trusting
Seeking
But never finding
Wanting so badly
Not to be left
Abandoned
Alone
Ignored









Kaz

Sunday, August 3, 2008

The Tree















The Start

Bare branches
Stark, bold against the sky
A bud
Just peaking through
A tiny little spot of green
A new leaf
Perhaps
Or a new blossom
A new start
After shivering in the winter

The continuum

Branches with blossoms galore
Pink blossoms
Covering bare branches
Bees seeking nectar
Birds doing the same
A hive of activity
Within a tree come to life
Winters nearly over
Spring is around the corner















Kaz

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Chronic Pain


Wow, I’ve felt a real turn about in my thinking where the presentation is concerned today. I’m getting further into my essay, 1000 words so far and it is really firing up my enthusiasm for the subject. Being a subject that is close to home is really helping too. I am a chronic pain sufferer and my essay is on counselling the person with chronic pain so some of my own stuff has to come in there and add to the presentation.

Not a day goes by when I don’t have pain. It affects everything in my life. I can’t do what I used to do and I can’t do what other people take for granted. I have learnt that I have to think about things before I do them. If I go shopping I have to think, okay, I can do a certain amount but I’ll have to concentrate on say, getting the groceries and that’s all. I can’t do any other shopping combined with that otherwise the pain level will be too high.

My whole role in life had to be rethought out. People who might not understand that I can’t do as much as I used to suddenly became different in my life. Their role in my life was redefined. People who understand that I need to pace myself are like gold. I don’t have to push myself because I don’t think they’ll understand why I have to sit down. I don’t have to try and push past the pain and keep going when it becomes so hard to do so. And I’m getting more in the mindset that if someone doesn’t understand that I’m not putting it on, that I will have pain if I do too much, really doesn’t have a role in my life anymore.

Work is another area where things had to be rethought. Where I was once defined by my work, now I didn’t have a ‘role’ like everyone else. I was a nurse, which was how I was defined. For a long time, before I started Uni and probably before that I struggled to find a place in the world again. For a couple of years I felt like I was nobody. Then came the volunteer work of teaching computer and at least I could answer that this was my role for the moment. Then I became a student and now I can feel that I am something that my role in life is as a student. And that I am striving for something.

We can be very judgemental about anyone who is different in life or who doesn’t conform to the norm. If someone has a broken leg, it is obvious and you can assume they are in some pain. Someone with pain that can’t be seen outwardly is sometimes viewed with suspicion. Are they putting it on? Are they just malingering? How bad is their pain really? And perhaps that is all in the mind of the person who has the pain but it is very real. And it adds to the anxiety of the person who has the pain. It can’t be seen therefore is it really happening? I live by myself so there are things that I have to do, regardless of the pain. I find myself getting very paranoid about what others are thinking. I find myself thinking that I can read their mind. “Look at her, bending down and doing things normally – I wonder how bad her pain really is”. Maybe until I can really think to myself, I don’t give a stuff about what anyone else is thinking, I know what I’m feeling, there will be that little bit of paranoid thinking there.

I know I do avoid doing things as well because I know they will cause pain. Mopping the floor is one thing that kills my back. I will avoid it until the cows come home!! But eventually it needs doing and I have to do it. But it puts me out of action for a while. And the problem is I normally need to sweep before I mop, which already begins my back aching. It all comes down to trying to do as much as I can and resting when I need to. What they call pacing myself. But it’s hard because it becomes a bit of a cycle – it’s going to hurt, I want to avoid it but I have to do it, it gets to the point where it needs doing – NOW, it’s more painful because if I did it regularly it wouldn’t be so hard and then it causes more pain.

So, I am getting excited about presenting something, which for me I’d really love to educate more people about. Everyone has had pain in their life at sometime and everyone has an opinion on what pain is. But not everyone has suffered chronic pain and not everyone understands how different it is to acute pain. If you hit your thumb with a hammer it will hurt but the pain will eventually go away. Imagine hitting your thumb constantly with a hammer so that it never stops. That’s chronic pain – it never goes away.



Kaz

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Back to Uni


Well, it is back to uni tomorrow. It has been a long break but all of a sudden it doesn’t seem long enough!! I always get a bit nervous when I’m going back to something after a break. It’s taken a lot for me to go to Uni and each break it is hard to put myself back in there, even though I know people now and have a group of friends.

It will be a big semester this time, with me having to give a one-hour presentation. I never ever thought I would be up in front of a group of people giving a presentation. If you had asked me 5 or 6 years ago if I’d be standing up doing that I would have laughed. Now it’s a bit of an hysterical laugh because that’s exactly what I’m going to do!! I can’t believe sometimes that I’ve reached this point.

How did a person with absolutely no confidence, who hates being in groups or should say hated being in groups come to be standing in front of a group of people like this? I’ve changed so much in the last 5 years it is really unbelievable. When I was nursing I really didn’t have any confidence in myself what so ever. I stayed in one job, which eventually wrecked my back because it was safer then moving on. I didn’t like being in groups of people and would try and fade into the background.

I remember a presentation I did during my training. My legs were shaking so much I could feel my knees knocking together!! My voice shook and I’m sure everyone could see how nervous I was. It wasn’t even a long presentation. It was just a report I had to give to the ward I was working on at the time. I think the reason I’ve been nervous of presenting is because of that experience. I was only about 19 though and a very shy, timid 19 too.

So it really is going to be an interesting semester. I’m hoping by the time my turn comes to present, which is somewhere in September that I’ll be comfortable with the group by then. I think it will be harder for the person going first, although we already know each other. I’m sure everyone in the group will be supportive of each other as well. It’s actually a mixture of emotions I feel. I’m excited, scared and anxious all in one. On the day I don’t know how I’ll feel and I know it might be a shaky start but hopefully once I get into it I’ll be right.

Kaz

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Passing Time



Sitting,
Feeling slightly lost
Very lost
Sometimes I wonder
Where I am in life
Where I’m going
Why I’m doing what I am
If I’ll get there
What my passion is
Teaching
I know that
I love teaching
Not children
Adults
Is that what counselling is?
Teaching a new way
That life can be good
A new way of thinking
A new way of handling life’s stresses
Is that what it’s all about
Am I only lost for now?
With no real routine
A similarity of days
A need to be doing
So that days don’t disappear suddenly?
Am I really lost?
Or just waiting out time
Until the routine begins again.






Kaz