Sometimes I’m so overwhelmed and grateful about life, how beautiful it is, how intensely I love my children. I suppose this is happiness. But at the same time I experience this overwhelming crushing despair about how awful the world can be, the bad things that happen, that people do. I experience terror about these things, especially that they might happen to my children and I can over empathise I suppose and imagine them in ways that feel real, like it will happen to me or my little ones. And also life itself. The sadness that we will leave, that my children will. I feel like I’m too emotional and I just want to weep.
There are times when I’m ok and then it all just hits me and it feels like a crushing weight. Is it normal to feel like this? Is this just what being alive is like? I’m not depressed because I have these waves of intense gratefulness and happiness too. Part of me thinks it’s getting older : I’m waiting for bad things to happen (sickness, elderly parents) and that feeling of waiting for the world to come crushing down on me is just always there. I feel better for getting that off my chest. Is it just the human condition?