Emotional Overflow Error

I didn’t expect graduating from University would rouse all these feelings and yet here I am crying at 1 am. The last weeks have been stressful and that’s okay, it’s the final stage of writing my thesis and that’s bound to be a difficult time without a lot of sleep. I’ve had too many feelings of inadequacy that could fill an entire post on it’s own. What hits me right now though is that I miss my Mom exponentially more than before.

I miss going downstairs and telling her how I feel and that it seems like I can’t do right with this thesis. I miss going downstairs for a hug that would be full of love and making me fell infinity times better. I miss my Mom. Period.

I thought it would be better by now but on the contrary, my feelings are working overtime even though I could really do without them. The thing is, she should be here. She should be able to see me graduate, leave school for the first time in my life. And she is not.

Today I got a call from my uncle because I haven’t called in a while (so have they but whatever) and that’s because I was busy falling apart and piecing myself back together while I struggle through writing a thesis on a daily basis. There has not been a lot of time for anything lately (like blogging or theatre). He asked me if I had put beer in the fridge and I assume this was because tonight was some big soccer match. I don’t care about bloody soccer though and I don’t like beer. However, here I am hours later obsessing over the fact that nobody knows me anymore because the person that knew me best is dead. Sure, Grandma knows me very well too, but it’s different. And I don’t want to take this out on her because it hurts her too. I cannot hurt her. Uncle asked how I was doing. As if I’d spill all my feelings over the phone! We haven’t spoken in weeks and you expect me to tell you all about my emotions and insecurities that are on high alert right now. I’m graduating next week so take a wild guess as to how I am!

It’s not his fault but I am not okay right now. I honestly didn’t expect it to be this hard. Maybe that’s why I didn’t put too much effort in my thesis in the beginning, I was stalling, trying to avoid this final step of migrating into a new stage of my life. A stage my Mom should be part of. She should be here, cheering me on and being happy when I hand in my finished work next week. No amount of wishing can bring her back and all of this is highly irrational but that doesn’t make things less painful right now. I just want to turn off all these feelings but naturally I cannot.

Instead I am sitting here, crying, rambling incoherently while Jeff Buckley’s Hallelujah is trying to soothe my inner turmoil. I cannot wait for it to be Friday. 5 days and everything can calm down again. I can socialise again because that’s what’s additionally fuelling these feelings. Being lonely because I haven’t seen a lot of people lately. I didn’t have the time but it’s very isolating and counterproductive. I have no problem with being alone, I’ve always cherished it but being lonely is something else. Too many emotions at the same time.

All I need is 5 more days without all these emotions and feelings. I am a very rational being who’s not used to all this irrational crap. My brain and my heart are in different universes at the moment making me the emotional black hole of feelings. Just ugh!

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  • Good luck on your thesis and finishing college. Best of luck with everything :)

    • Thank you :)

      • If you ever want to read some funny and inspirational stories, you are more than welcome to come by my blog and have a Cup of Joe :)

  • You’ll make it through these next five days, emotions be dammed. I went through quite a bit of turmoil myself right around the time I finished my graduate degree, and I’ll be the first to say that’s a terrible time to have it happen. Soon enough those, you’ll be done with university though. Perhaps you can have the beer your uncle asked about in celebration of that.

    • Oh I will have more than beer to celebrate ;) I don’t know what it was about last night but it’s a very stressful time I guess. Thanks for the support, I will get through this, I know.

  • I so wish I could give you a hug! I’m keeping you in my thoughts!

    • Thanks! Hugs are greatly appreciated at this stage, even if they’re just virtual internet hugs :)

  • I think a couple of beers and some great company will help you through this period – can understand the turmoil inside you and how the loneliness is getting at you. My first boyfriend died very young and that was playing up with my soul and mind .. for years.
    To be in black holes .. isn’t a great place and the toughest thing is that only yourself can get yourself out of there. Thinking of you.

    • Wow, that must have been hard for you.

      Yes, company and booze will follow tomorrow’s handing in of my finished thesis and I am so done with all of this feels-y nonsense. And sleeping a decent amount of hours :)

      • Dallas, it was really tough and so hard to accept.
        I’m glad you will have a nice time after it’s all … over. Well deserved!

  • I wish I was closer and I would come over and we could hang out and cry together and watch a stupid show on TV with a gay Dracula or something great like that. I know exactly how you are feeling. I hate how it all sneaks up on you. You think you are doing great and then one day WHAM….oh yeah, my mom/dad is dead. This really sucks. I know that she is proud of you. I have no doubt she will be there to watch you succeed in all you do. Saying that doesn’t make any of it easier, but I do believe they are with us when we need them.

    Maybe talking to your uncle about it might help you. Is this your mom’s brother? He may be grieving in his own way too. It might help him. I know talking to my therapist has helped me greatly. (And of course friends like you!!)

    • Yes, he is my Mom’s brother. I don’t feel close enough to him for me to spill my feelings in front of him. He’s okay but it’s just not something I feel comfortable with. I always feel judged by him, so no.

      I wish you were closer too because friends are great but most of them do not understand this. I don’t know.