Yesterday, in my online Coping and Healing groups, I invited people to observe International Moment of Frustration Scream Day by muting themselves and screaming for some moments. During that exercise, I did some silent screaming because I thought actual screaming might damage my voice. Several people reported that giving themselves permission to be screaming — especially with the screaming news headlines this week — was cathartic and helpful.
Is there screaming in my images for today?
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I assume there won’t be any screaming when I go to my first chiropractor appointment ever on Friday the 13th.
Speaking of screaming, sometimes I say to my husband Michael, “It’s all over but the screaming” — a misquote of “It’s all over but the crying.”
This weekend I’ll be thinking about that “screaming in the mic” short as I try to figure out how to be better at screaming into the void on Tik Tok. Here’s another “screaming” video on YouTube:
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Screaming THANKS to all who help me do daily blogging instead of daily SCREAMING, including YOU!
The title of today’s post is something I write to express:
disappointment,
frustration, and
fear.
People who know me might tell me I’m brave and even fearless, at times, but here I was, writing that very thing two nights ago:
Yes, I spelled it differently, but it’s essentially the same.
So why did I write
two nights ago?
Was it because:
one very famous cardiologist told me recently that if I do NOT have valve surgery immediately I will most likely get sicker and sicker and then die a horrible death AND
a very trusted and also famous cardiologist told me recently that there’s a 1 in 10 chance I would not survive valve surgery and even if I do survive it, that valve surgery could very well hasten the deterioration of my very unusual heart?
That seems like as good a reason as any to write
… doesn’t it?
Nevertheless, I wrote
at a therapy group at work on Thursday night, because the topic we had chosen together was “Frustration.”
How do you express frustration, dear reader? Feel free to write
or anything else in the comments, below.
One thing I saw yesterday, in particular, made me say
Can you guess which image it was?
By the way, that last photo of Winston at my work parking garage — as he was telling me “Every human being goes temporarily insane at some time” — did not make me go
… but another one of those photos did.
Here’s some music I heard for the first time yesterday, in celebration of Boston Red Sox Opening Day, on Monday:
I almost forgot! Here’s something else that made me go
YAAYYYY!!!!!!
Yesterday, I heard people — at a big morning meeting at work — mention my name for being instrumental in creating positive changes they described as
REVOLUTIONARY!
I guess I also use that when I am
surprised by recognition,
praised in unexpected ways, and
don’t know what else to say.
A big YAY! of gratitude to John Williams, to Winston, to people who attend my therapy groups, to supportive people at hospitals (including my trusted, long-time cardiologist Deeb Salem), to everybody I saw yesterday, and to you — of course!!!!!!! — for bringing all your arghhh!, yaayyyy!, and other reactions here, today.
