I also didn't have a lot of freedom to just hang out with my friends in high school, first probably because I went to a school that was about 45 minutes away from my home so I didn't have many local friends and then in my last couple of years, I just wasn't given the freedom to be a kid. There always had to be purpose to the plans being made, or so it felt. I had an earlier curfew than my friends and was embarrassed by it so I just made up excuses whenever I'd be invited to do something.
Then I had my first child at 19 so I moved right into being a parent and I needed to grow up pretty quick. Being married to an alcoholic also affected my perceived ability to just be free and relax and have fun. I was always the driver and I always had to worry about the kids.
So many factors that have made it difficult for me to let my hair down and just have a good time. And what a loss...in so many ways. I have often been viewed as stand-offish or even anti-social but really I was just always on alert and never felt like I could just have fun. I have missed out on events because I just didn't want to be the driver or go only to end up taking care of the kids in a strange location so I'd just stay home. And, frankly, I didn't even know how to play.
But playing is really important. It is just about doing something fun...about relaxing...about not having a drive or purpose (other than to have a good time). It's about laughter and friends and family. Play lights us up inside and fills our soul.
And so I am learning to play...slowly pulling that stick out of my ass. Here are a few of my recent play dates (sometimes with others and sometimes with myself).
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Pull out that stick.....you're hilarious:)
ReplyDeleteAnd so true and real and genuine and absolutely right on.
We've shared similar paths in a big way.
I love the way you process your journey.
Well done, you:)
(heading out to play, now)
-Jennifer
This post really resonated with me, but in my case it was an alcoholic father. Same kind of life though. I've had to learn to play too. Having a naturally playful husband has helped.
ReplyDeleteWe have shared similar paths :) Love that we have each other to lean on!
ReplyDeleteOh, how wonderful to have a playful husband. I am sure that is a big help!
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