I grew up in a household where
crying was often viewed as a means of manipulation; to get what you want. And it wasn’t going to work in our
house. I learned to repress my tears of
sadness especially when it came to relationship matters.
As a young adult woman I
eventually adopted the myth of the strong
black woman and worked hard at holding a lot in. I still tend to hold myself together during
stressful situations; thereby holding onto toxins that are not good for me.
My husband recently suffered a
stroke and for weeks now I have been in typical ACOA perfectionist wife mode;
making sure he takes his medication, getting to all his doctor’s appointments,
and being his advocate when it comes to work-related matters. Then one day I heard Stevie Wonder’s song All I Do on the radio and a flood gate
of tears opened up. The lyrics ‘all I do
is think about you’ triggered something.
At first I was worried. “What in the world is wrong with me?” I asked
myself. But then I remembered that
crying a cathartic release and have healing properties. I’m glad to know my body knows how to heal
itself when my head doesn’t.
Hi, I’m Liz Hawkins and I’m a
recovering Adult Child of an Alcoholic.
Praying that God will give you strength as you take care of your husband, Lizzie.
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