Road To Recovery

Photo by Corey Chan

Photo by Corey Chan

Sorry for the radio silence. It’s been some time since I last posted. And a lot has happened. Right now I’m typing this post with one hand in a cast recovering from an surgery. Road to recovery has started almost a month ago.

I would’ve been able to write again for almost two weeks now, but been feeling a proper writers block, or maybe just in a way wanted to keep to myself. Mostly that for sure. Almost dreading the moment I would write again, if I would even know how to anymore. Let’s see how this goes.

The thing that I realized during this first part of my recovery is that if I can’t be active in any way, especially if I can’t run, I can’t write. It was interesting to really understand that when I run I go through all the things in my head, come up with topics about new pieces, ideas, all. And for such a long time I haven’t been interested in running at all. Yeah I’ve run few times this year and with a local crew too, but it never felt like it was nice and enjoyable. Something I need it or any other activity to mostly be for me to keep doing it. Well today, I went for my first run in way over a month and now that I haven’t been allowed to do so, it felt like I got a small piece of me back. And now as I’m typing these words I feel how another piece is falling back to where it belongs, I’m getting myself back.

So the surgery, what I’m talking about and why haven’t I been allowed to run or be active for that long. I wrote long time ago that I broke my wrist last year and that I need a surgery to fix it, well now I had it end of last month. But it was a bit more than I expected, even with all the info I had. More of an overall surgery than just a little thing and up I go again. I had my wrist operated and screwed together, with a slice of my hip bone in between. So basically I had two operations done at the same time. I did walk out of the hospital the same day with my own to feet, but the recovery and understanding how much my body needs time has been a lot different and longer than I anticipated.

Some might think that I’m the luckiest ever the get the whole summer off for recovery, but it has been hard to think it that way. For me this kind of time usually means more of going through certain issues with myself that I have been pushing aside. And so it has been now too. From deep fear before the surgery to relief, to pretty low depressive periods, to anger to massive frustration to all in between and around. But now, finally that I’m okay’d to start running easy and be active in general from my surgeon, I feel like there’s a light at the end of the tunnel again. Which feels really stupid as I’ve really tried to push myself to remember how lucky I am that I got my wrist fixed and am recovering when there’s millions of people in very different and bad situations. Whether I wanted or not, I am an human and go through these things in my own way. Now coming back to the side that I like more, waking up more optimistic and not ready frustrated.

Right now, my plan is to try to use this off time to do good, put myself first and really find me and love that me again, be there for others, learn more, write more, listen more, be more. I had to, which has been one of the hardest for me, remove all of my previous plans from this summer and early fall, to admit to myself that I just can’t do those and that I really need to put myself and my body before anything else. For some reason that has been the hardest, just painfully hard. To let go of that dream, that wish, that I can.

But I can so many other things, even when I feel like I’m letting some of my closest people down with needing to be truthful to myself and my recovery, which kills me. But I still can and I need to remind myself of that.

Actually, I made one old dream come true in a way and started a run crew for beginners here in Helsinki. This Wednesday is our first run, where I get to start from zero with others around me. Which is pretty damn great. Very excited about what it all will be. Shamelessly saying that go follow @karmarunners on Instagram to know more. 🙂

I needed to fall in order to understand myself and my life better, I needed to have stupid nonsense drama in my life to be reminded that certain people just aren’t supposed to be in your life or you in some group of people if it doesn’t feel right. Less is more, quality over quantity and always listen to that gut feeling, always!

PATIENCE. LOVE. LOVE. LOVE. MORE LOVE. PMA ❤

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Scattering And Collecting The Pieces Of My Mind

wp-1462879836330.jpgFirst I felt all in one piece and then my depression scattered all of me around me. So now I’m collecting the pieces of my mind that I first scattered around without having anything to say about it. Scattering and collecting. Pieces of my mind.

It’s been a weird couple of months. My past creeping in my current and my future feeling like it’s stuck and not going nowhere. It’s been filled with so much love that I couldn’t understand. It’s been filled with experiences, friends, different countries and cities. It’s been such an up and down that now I am completely depleted. My batteries are done and out and the time that they need to recharge is more than couple of days.

I’m still quite new in what my introversion and depression together can mean in my everyday life, as I want to be more social and not be alone as much as before. But the more I’m with people, especially with new, and in positive hectic situations, the more I need time for myself to gather all that I’ve experienced and calm down with myself. I need time to be on my own to be able to be with others. And I’ve forgotten and dismissed my needs in this bubble I’ve been.

We as humans deal things differently, certain memories and wounds heal slower than others, they might even come to you a lot after the actual thing has happened and you start understanding other feelings through those. But whether they come fast or slow, it’s never easy and always as confusing in it’s clarity.

I’ve always been good with myself when it comes to dealing and healing myself. But what I haven’t been good at is being a lot with people, and finding a balance with my want to be with people and my need of time alone. That is what I’m learning now when I actually have people I want to spend time with.

And with my forever guilt tripping mind, my deepest fear always is that I hurt someone or that someone doesn’t like me. And that has also made me forget and push my own boundaries back, which only means that I get hurt in the process too, usually most. I’m learning, very slowly, to understand that I don’t need to be as nice as I am, or settle for certain behavior, or let people walk over me. I tend to say I’m sorry even when I shouldn’t. I’m reminding myself and learning that while I don’t have to like everyone, not everyone has to like me either. And that’s okay.

But now this all has made my depression come back, as it does at times, and with that my good old friend, feeling like I’m a forever failure, is back too. Which only makes me feel worse as I feel like all that I’ve done is a lie, when I deep inside know that it’s not. I am moving forward but I can’t see it. I have been too much for others and not enough for myself, so I feel depleted of all. I feel like I have nothing in me, but I have to try. Like no sleep can make me feel less tired.

I know that this all is a period in time, like it always is, but I always fear that I fall deeper in this and that I can’t climb back up. I have said that I am not in a good place, and I have to remind myself how brave that is, everytime. I will be in a better mindset soon again, I just have to give myself time. Time to actually collect those pieces back up and be with myself. I will be okay.

PATIENCE. TRUST. UNDERSTANDING. PMA. ❤

Ageing. Am I Worthy? Why Is Time Just Flying Past Me?

img_4451I think I’m finally in some kind of age crisis. I turned 32 last Wednesday and couple of months before that and every day after has been just roller coaster of feels. Looking myself completely different than before, feeling like I need to rush to live through all the things “I’m supposed to” and trying to remind myself that I am okay and “still” have time.

There was this funny moment last week, maybe couple of days before my birthday, I was in a elevator and was looking at myself in the mirror and thinking that damn I look older than I thought. And then I came home later and looked at myself again in the mirror and smiled and thought that “you look really nice and beautiful”. This all in the time span of few hours. That kind of sums up how I have been feeling lately with this all, ageing and time flying past me.

It’s a funny feeling when you look at your hands and see that the skin on them isn’t that youthful as it was just a little while ago. Where did the time go?

While at the same time I could not care less anymore what others think about my looks or what and how I do and live my life, I really, really struggle with not letting certain things, opinions and vibes from others going in, so deep that they can ruin my whole day.

How do I learn how to not let others get to me on that level? I’m 32 and struggling with something so simple. There’s this huge controversy with this all. Why not care but care so much at the same time? That’s definitely my main goal in life, to one day not let all of it get to me like that.

But I have these moments of almost looking others like I’m completely standing still in my life and them doing and living and flying past me, and I can only watch them like a movie. Feeling like I’m not doing the right things. Feeling like I’m not “normal” 32 years old. Like I’m supposed to have that relationship and at least one child by now. But at the same time I feel that there’s so many people around me who are in a similar situation as me, feeling as lost and empowered at the same time. Not sure if that is a relief or if it brings even more confusion.

The evening of last Tuesday I turned my phone off, like actually off, deep down wishing and hoping that when I open it in the morning of my Wednesday birthday it will be filled with Happy Birthday wishes and love. And that is me being completely honest about how I really, truly, wished to happen.

And then when I woke up in the morning… there was one message, from a person I hadn’t had any communication for many many years. That made me feel super sad and alone and a bit embarrassed how bummed I was. I told about that all to my little Sister, and she looked at me really funny and slapped me gently on my fore head for that all. Which obviously kicked some sense in me, but at the same time I realised how basic human feeling that was, not wanting to feel alone and unloved on your birthday. In a way, I didn’t have anyone who “had” to remember my birthday outside my family. Of course I wished that my closest friends remembers it but they don’t have to, and for some reason I knew that they love me even if they don’t remember.

And few hours later, my phone was just buzzing with wishes. With words and photos in them that made me full on tear up and feel like the biggest idiot. So my feelings went from one to completely another end of the spectrum in one day. In the end I actually had the best birthdays I’ve ever had. I felt so loved and grateful in the end of it all. But it definitely made me think about this all. Because in the end it’s only one day. And I needed all of those reminders that I am good enough and lovable and that so many people really really care about me.

Why do we always feel that we’re not enough or worthy? Why is it so easy to think that about ourselves? Why all of sudden we feel old when we really still have loads of life ahead of us? Is it that we think that we’re done already? Why the doubt?

“She wants somebody to love
To hold her
She wants somebody to love
In the right way
She wants somebody to love
To hold her
She wants somebody to love
In the right way
She wants somebody to love
To kiss her
She wants somebody to love”

Zayn – She

Lately I’ve gotten very public reminders of my worth. From people who genuinely know my darkest parts, those that make you feel that you’re not worthy about yourself. I’ve always been good at helping others see and remind them of their worth but then I stumble this hard at times with seeing it myself. A forever struggle.

Maybe it’s part this year and the last year and what happened. Maybe the fact that I had to pick my pieces and really look myself in the mirror and admit that I didn’t do anything wrong and at the same time admit what I need to change to be okay and not let those hurtful things happen again. There are moments in our lives when we just stand in front of something bigger than ourselves and feel so damn small that getting past that feels too big of a task. I’ve been in that lately. The fact that my health issues and the wait for the operation on my wrist just flipped the whole year upside down. Me turning that obstacle to a challenge that I want to see more good than bad in. Me realising how much I love and yearn to be alone and at the same time miss and yearn being loved by that one special. It’s a weird combination of feelings. I realise that I am ready and that I’m not there yet. Maybe this is a good place to be, because honestly I don’t think we can ever really be ready.

I hope that I can find a balance in this all. I want to embrace this journey that is ageing and my life. Being okay with what it brings. Not feeling like I am not worthy no matter what has happened in my past. I have so much love to give and to receive. I want to learn and be in peace with patience. I want to take my life with no rush but jump bravely when it feels like that, like I’ve done before. I want to see myself how others see me, at least at times. Because even I know that I am enough and lovable and amazing!

PMA ❤

29 Days Of Gratitude – Day 29 The Late Edition

12803124_10153971209752726_7527504342632920985_nWOW!

How time flies and makes you feel like you’ve done nothing even when you know that you’ve done crazy much…

That’s how my last week and last day of my challenge definitely was. So much, too much to be honest.

The things I’ve noticed even more when going gets rough and you feel so small in front of it all, is that with the right people in your life, you’re going to be able to push it through. It took me many many years to realise who are the right people to let close and I’m now reaping the benefits of my mistakes and teachings of those mistakes. Life is about learning, day in day out, and this matter with people isn’t any different.

I love how the ones I have the closest know exactly what I’ve gone through and in their own way can reflect it all. The fact that you’re able to be long without talking and then when you do, it feels like no time has passed. That is the best, and those people are worth keeping close.

What I’ve learned this past month is that life has a way of almost testing you until you admit what is right and what wrong, it will steer you to your right path with the right people to do what you’re supposed to do. And it’s up to you if you’re going to listen and learn or keep going and fight and fight against it all. The uncertainty of it all is actually a gift to be embraced. We only have this moment, not before or next, just now. And that is definitely something I am learning to believe and let be, to make myself appreciate truly this moment.

I can plan something in my future and I can have goals and work towards them, I can have dreams and wishes, but I just have to be patient with whatever it is and see how life goes on.

The things that are important to me now are so different and also so the same as I had before this past month. But the thing I wanted to gain from it was to be more positive and be able to let go of the negativity I held so close to me. I’ve noticed a difference in myself and I’ve also surprised myself with my openness and bravery, and how insanely relentless and strong I am. Something I seem to forget so often.

One thing that I’m 50% struggling and 50% embracing, is the fact that the past is past and I can’t let it define who I am now, because I am so far from who I was back them. My mistakes from my past are with me in certain things still in my everyday life, but I am not the same and that makes the difference. I am working and have been working hard to be better than I was before, and I know and want to believe that I’ve succeeded in that. And will keep working till my last day here. We are a work in progress forever. And I think that’s the best part, we can never be ready or done. We have to trust in what we are at that moment and see what happens.

Whenever I’ve felt the most exhausted and felt lost and like there’s no light at the end of the tunnel, I’ve managed to in the end got out and be better and stronger than before. And I’ve realised that damn, that was the exact thing I needed to do and go through to be where I am now. So thank you February for almost kicking my ass, I expect you showing me something amazing in my near future ;).

LOVE. PATIENCE. GRATITUDE. EMBRACE YOUR STRUGGLES AND TRUST YOUR JOURNEY. PMA ❤

 

29 Days of Gratitude – Day 18

Photo by Markus Kontiainen

Photo by Markus Kontiainen

This will be simple.

I am grateful today for the uncertainty that life throws at you.

It’s not something that is easy to be grateful for, but I had to admit to myself that that’s exactly what I need to be. I need to embrace the uncertainty and feel it and ask for help and think what I can do with it.

” Lord knows that you can’t trust your head, when you’re standing on the edge.”

– Sia – Footprints

This time I am learning. I am moving forward. I am taking the moment, the day, the day as it comes. Trying not to overthink something that I just don’t have an idea of yet. Before I actually know the facts. Easy, definitely not. Necessary, definitely yes.

Be grateful of the uncertainty. Just be. You’ll understand later why.

PMA ❤