{"id":662,"date":"2016-02-16T16:36:00","date_gmt":"2016-02-16T16:36:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/katrina.effexhost.com\/index.php\/2016\/02\/16\/do-you-see-me\/"},"modified":"2025-01-09T04:29:37","modified_gmt":"2025-01-09T04:29:37","slug":"do-you-see-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/2016\/02\/16\/do-you-see-me\/","title":{"rendered":"Do You See Me?"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><a style=\"clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\" href=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEjymq88pt7LQMuCkXWe4Vso2RhFqWycSewjqT_qWMbATjXfLK42VDttnwLHb967DE2k04tR0PSGu0eCXwabyo4w4v2Oc2mq76S9nOWtWemi4jPEuh86vEE6Q5W_egvEXavtrs7s6vcM8F0n\/s1600\/cc8c5711a576a6d07052e297230ba4e9.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEjymq88pt7LQMuCkXWe4Vso2RhFqWycSewjqT_qWMbATjXfLK42VDttnwLHb967DE2k04tR0PSGu0eCXwabyo4w4v2Oc2mq76S9nOWtWemi4jPEuh86vEE6Q5W_egvEXavtrs7s6vcM8F0n\/s1600\/cc8c5711a576a6d07052e297230ba4e9.jpg\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p>Today isnt a good day and I question my own judgement in writing this here, but I swore that I would live my life out loud, where people could see that others go through maybe what they&#8217;re going through&#8230;.and so here we are&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>About ten minutes ago, I posted this to Facebook&#8230;soon it will go onto my other site:<\/p>\n<p>I want to apologize in advance that I may be scarce in the coming weeks\/months. I have some mental and physical health problems that I need to take care of and really focus on. This may mean me taking more time for myself so that I can get well enough to tackle life head on again. I&#8217;ve been trying to juggle so much that I&#8217;m not giving my best to anything and the guilt and stress of that are adding to everything and are taking their toll. I know that I owe things to people and I will get them done. I just can&#8217;t say when. All I can do is apologize and hope that you can understand that right now I need some time away from things that aren&#8217;t directly helping me get better.<\/p>\n<p>I promise all of you that I will get better and I will come back stronger. I&#8217;m not disappearing but taking a step back. Call me, text me, email me, message me&#8230;it all helps but please understand that right now my focus is on fixing myself and my world. I love you all very, very much. That will never change. I just want to be okay and that&#8217;s going to take some work.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: inherit;\">I wrote that last night and waited about ten hours before posting it. I had hoped that sleep would change how I felt, but it didn&#8217;t. I feel as if I&#8217;m falling apart and nobody sees me anymore. Oh sure, the rational part of my brain knows that isn&#8217;t true, but as so often is the case with the things I suffer with, the rational side isn&#8217;t completely in charge.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: inherit;\">Instead, I find myself in this place that I don&#8217;t understand and I don&#8217;t like. For 90% of Valentines Day, I was okay. It was just another day and then suddenly a post was made by a friend of mine and I got angry. I got angry that he&#8217;s with someone and I&#8217;m not&#8230;and yes, a bit that when he was single, he didn&#8217;t notice me. Please, don&#8217;t mistake this for jealousy. It could easily be seen that way and it&#8217;s not. It&#8217;s not just certain people being in relationships. It happens when a friend had a story published in an anthology and I saw him give a ton of credit for it to someone else even though I was his cheerleader and his editor. It happens when someone tells me I have no idea what I&#8217;m talking about even though I&#8217;ve been doing something for years. It&#8217;s just that right now, I&#8217;m having these knee jerk reactions&#8230;I&#8217;m reacting and it&#8217;s taking every last bit of energy that I have not to lash out. I&#8217;m living in a constant state of stress&#8230;my chest feels as if it&#8217;s ice cold and burning at the same time all the time. I&#8217;m breaking apart and though I know there are others struggling too, all I seem to be able to see is everyone else&#8217;s joy&#8230;new babies, new relationships, happy relationships, etc. More and more I feel like an outsider and it allows my fears to get a stronger grip.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: inherit;\">Things that I thought I had gotten past&#8230;like my family and their pure jackassedness &#8230;are popping up and instead of walking away and shaking my head, I&#8217;m struggling with the desire to just tell them precisely how I feel about how they&#8217;re behaving now and in the past. My blood pressure is up, my body is one stress reaction after another&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a style=\"clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;\" href=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEjIvawigqN594wZiih-znJjZLxBz1ZWnsN6ZJOepz2Li5dpOZ3G-AxS5-Ld23Zt2As2W7U3P_UcL04E9CuVQQIoHiP9o0Aq0wr9fQOBiyHhcrmXtmbvS0ERJ8BjT8hcfsSze-vtkdczYm2F\/s1600\/you-either-get-bitter-or-you-get-better-its-that-simple-the-choice-does-not-belong-to-fate-it-belongs-to-you-1454282611.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEjIvawigqN594wZiih-znJjZLxBz1ZWnsN6ZJOepz2Li5dpOZ3G-AxS5-Ld23Zt2As2W7U3P_UcL04E9CuVQQIoHiP9o0Aq0wr9fQOBiyHhcrmXtmbvS0ERJ8BjT8hcfsSze-vtkdczYm2F\/s200\/you-either-get-bitter-or-you-get-better-its-that-simple-the-choice-does-not-belong-to-fate-it-belongs-to-you-1454282611.jpg\" width=\"200\" height=\"200\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><span style=\"font-family: inherit;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: inherit;\">How many of us have seen this image on places like Facebook? I&#8217;m sure a lot of us. I saw it again last night and it hit me&#8230;I&#8217;m not getting better. I had been getting better, but something shifted and now I&#8217;m getting bitter. When I feel as if nobody sees me or nobody appreciates what I do, I&#8217;m getting angry. I&#8217;m getting frustrated. I just want to throw my hands up in the air and walk away from everything. I want to say &#8220;fuck off&#8221; to everyone and just live a life of seclusion where I can be alone&#8230;except, I&#8217;d be alone with my anger and everything else. It wouldn&#8217;t help.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: inherit;\">There&#8217;s so much more to this&#8230;.how I&#8217;ve become afraid of the outside world, why I hoard people even those who have been nasty to me, how I don&#8217;t feel as if I&#8217;m worth spending $35 on&#8230;.and I know that I&#8217;ll write those and maybe a few of you will read them and maybe it will resonate with one or two of you and somehow help. If it helps even one person, it makes the fight a little more worth it.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: inherit;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/s227.photobucket.com\/albums\/dd163\/kroets\/?action=view&amp;current=Name2.jpg\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i227.photobucket.com\/albums\/dd163\/kroets\/Name2.jpg\" alt=\"Photobucket\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today isnt a good day and I question my own judgement in writing this here, but I swore that I would live my life out loud, where people could see&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-662","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blog"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/662","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=662"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/662\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2248,"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/662\/revisions\/2248"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=662"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=662"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=662"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}