Do not let my lack of emotion fool you. I actually do care about what is happening, unless it effects me in a highly personal way, I won't show much emotion. Certain things actually effect me, I just don't show it until later on when I am alone in my room and nobody can see me crying.
Being able to keep my emotions in check in highly emotional circumstances is both a blessing and a curse. A blessing because I am able to keep calm and collected and get things done and take care of the people who are hurting, pushing my feelings aside until later on. It is a curse because people think I don't have a heart and don't necessarily take the time to get to know me because they see this closed off, "cold," mostly emotionless exterior and don't bother.
My mom says that my being able to keep my emotions in check and together in distress is a good thing, especially with the field of work I am going to go into. I have to be able to not have a poor reaction to shocking news when it is told to me. Keeping a straight face when told something shocking or horrible is very much needed in the field of psychology.
I despise crying in front of people. I have actually done it enough times to know that I hate it. One of the most recent times was when my older brother Snotty was getting ready to pass away. I was an emotional mess and ended up not being able to keep it together. I just sat in my bible class that Wednesday night maybe a half hour after finding out and had silent tears streaming down my face. One of my friends hugged me and the others offered their condolences. I was a blubbering mess.
I bet you all are wondering now why I am telling you this...
Today is my Aunt Annie's 38th birthday....
And I am an emotional mess on the inside.
Writing is easier for me to express my emotions than speaking or showing it on my face.
I bet you are wondering "Why is she an emotional mess about it being her Aunt's birthday?"
Well let me tell you.
My Aunt is sick.
Not the "I have a cold" sick.
The "My life is coming to a close" sick.
My Aunt has an extremely rare sickness or disorder where she is unable to communicate and it is effecting her memory as well. She is in a full time care facility because of this disorder. And as it progresses, she will eventually have no memory of her family. I can probably guess that if I saw her right now, she more than likely would not recognize me. So today is, in short, sucky.
My dad posted this on Facebook today:
"Normally, on a September 15th I'd just call or text my little sister and wish her a happy birthday. But I can't do that this year. As it stands, I'll never be able to do that again. She's suffering with a rare disorder that prevents her from being able to communicate. The disorder also impacts her memory. And it's getting progressively worse. She is receiving full-time care in a facility that can help her as her conditions digresses. Anyway, I'm not good at sharing my feelings, but today I feel like I need to share something. I love my little sister and it hurts deeply to see her suffer, to see my nephew, and my family hurt. Today I feel anger, regret, sorrow . . . but more than anything, I feel love. Love makes you feel this way when someone you love is suffering. Love makes you feel a kind of weakness that is almost unbearable at times. Today it feels pretty unbearable. Please pray for us."
As you can see, today is a tough day for my entire family.
I am not writing this for pity.
I am writing this because I can be hard to read and to get close to because of my emotional distance. I am trying to be less closed off to people in a way that I can easily do, through writing.
Here's to being slightly less emotionally distant today.
Happy Birthday Aunt Annie. I love and miss you dearly.
This is my favorite picture of my Aunt Annie and my cousin Marlon after he was born.
XOXO
Ashley




