Friday, Apr. 30, 2010 10:23 p.m.

emotionally in touch

In the past several years, I have noticed myself becoming a much more emotional person. Not in an outwardly way, but inwardly. In my late teens/early twenties, I often found myself devoid of emotion. I hardly ever got teary eyed at movies or tv shows. I hardly ever felt deeply. I'd think deeply, that's for sure, but feel? I don't know. If I did, I never showed it.

I don't know exactly what's happened to me, though I do have a couple hypotheses, but things seem to affect me more. I get teary-eyed A LOT more often while watching tv/movies. Like right now, I was just watching "I Shouldn't Be Alive" and started crying with one of the people died. I sometimes have a tear in my eye when watching movies that I don't even like...but a scene, or the thought of a scene happening in real life, seems so much more sad to me than it ever did 5 or so years ago.

First off, I've kind of embraced these new found emotions, so they're not necessarily a bad thing. They've made life fuller for me - made me better able to experience both happiness and sadness. And there's something overall fulfilling about being filled with an emotion. And I know how to handle my emotions; I'm still a very logical person. I may give into my emotional side more often now, but I do know when I have to ignore it and "perform" in the real world.

With that said, what has changed to bring about this new part of me?

a) I honestly think that falling in love with K and understanding what true love/commitment/marriage is all about may be the biggest change in me. Allowing myself to become open to him and to experience feelings for him definitely changed me. I don't think I had ever found a person that I mentally would allow myself to become as vulnerable to before him.

b) This may sound weird, but I honestly kind of wonder if the hormones from the 4 egg donations I've done have had anything to do with it. I don't really want to think that I could have caused any long-term effects from the hormones I injected into my body...but I'm pretty sure that the drugs can cause slight short-term emotional effects (come on, they're hormones! hormones make us crazy! :) ) and they're haven't really been any studies on long-term effects. So you never know...and I completely would not be surprised...

c) Well, this one seems a bit minor and only applies to specific circumstances. But yes, the whole inability-to-conceive thing really affects me too. I watch/read stories about babies and I lose it. Especially when I hear about miscarriages or child loss. And I'm not even a mother yet. I've just been so exposed to the struggle that so many women face in order just to get pregnant...and I can only imagine the excitement I'd feel if I ever got a second line...and then to have it come crashing down on me weeks later. I just can't completely imagine it. But I can feel the pain somehow.

Which partially explains why the miscarriage of the lady I last donated to affected me as much as it did. It just doesn't seem right. It makes all the earlier excitement and drama of the last-minute-wronged-cycle-cancel-doctor-switch seem completely pointless. I've always been so optimistic before. It feels slightly like my loss. I can't explain it (well, I probably could if I tried, but I don't want to try), but it's true. I feel a loss. Not for me. But for her.

Anyways...the whole point of this entry is that I find myself better able to feel emotion recently. And while I think that falling in love had to do with it, I also wonder if my quadruple hormone-blast had anything to do with it also.

I don't know if I'll ever know.

But I'm going to go back to watch another episode of "I Shouldn't Be Alive" while waiting for K to come home so we can start packing for the official move tomorrow.
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In other news, I was g-chating with K tonight (no, it's 11pm and he's still not home, of course not, this is way too early for him to get off work), and I asked him where he thought he'd be in his career if I had never been in the picture. He said he would have given up and quit by now, as he doesn't think he could have made it though the rough times. I was surprised. I always assumed I was a burden on his career, not an enabler.

It was nice to hear.

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Thursday, Aug. 03, 2017 - hello?
Tuesday, Nov. 25, 2014 - strange dream
Monday, Oct. 06, 2014 - catholic and friends
Thursday, Sept. 04, 2014 - changing. and I need to go to bed.
Saturday, Aug. 30, 2014 - dreams of dying

Chapters of My Life
Motherhood
Sept. 2011 - now Being a mother.
Isolation&Infertility (&pregnancy)
Aug. 2009 - Sept. 2011 Working from home in a job that I love...that comes with a loneliness I hate. A husband who works too much, and continued failure to start a family. Slowly spiraling, forgotten, into social invisibility. Accepting and experiencing the potential of pregnancy.
First-Year Teacher
Aug. 2008 - Aug. 2009. pretty much the hardest job I hope I ever have. and all the while trying not to admit my secret turmoil over longings for/attempts at/failure to produce what's supposedly supposed to come after love and then marriage...
Optimism
Aug. 2007 - Aug. 2008. finally accepting that becoming a normal grown up is not just inevitable, but preferable. better job situations for both of us. working freelance as a studio teacher, and becoming an egg donor.
Fading Dreams...
Dec. 2006 - July 2007. student teaching, being poor, consistent job rejections, trying to save face while feeling hopeless.
To Live a Life Worth Death...
July 2006 - Nov. 2006. thinking about death a lot, accepting life and my eventual end. career and passions - beginning the path of contribution to what I will leave behind...
Identity Crisis/Marriage
Oct. 2005 - Apr. 2006. new job. new career. new last name. new husband. new life. who was I and what was I becoming?
The Official End to Childhood? II
June 2005 - Sept. 2005. preparing for a life that still felt like pretend. was I really a 'grown-up' already? weird.
The Official End to Childhood? I
Feb. 2005 - June 2005. losing my virginity, getting engaged, changing my career, selling our childhood home...slowly losing everything that held me as a child... (Meet Mr. Mom 4/05 - 5/05. working/travelling on production of my 4th & LAST reality show ever.)
Quarter-Life Crisis/Unemployment
Sept. 2004 - Feb 2005. no steady job for 5 months - definitely not a good place to be. oh, and I fell in love - which is a good place to be, but it kind of only adds to the confusion.
Postlude to the Prelude
Apr. 2004 - May 2004. I had no clue what things were being set in motion...but everything has changed from there.
The Simple Life 2
Mar. 2004-Apr. 2004. not the deepest thinking period of my life, but I learned a heck of a lot about production of a reality tv show.
L.A. #2 - The Real World
Aug. 2003-Feb. 2004.the big move. transplanting my life. ironically not only working in the "real world", but also AT the company that makes The Real World.
That Weird, Here Nor There, Summer
May 2003-Aug. 2003. a college graduate, but not yet in the grown-up world. just existing. and waiting. and thinking.
Goodbye College
Jan. 2003-May 2003. it's a weird thing, the last semester of college. lots of thinking about what lies beyond.
The Semester From Hell
Aug. 2002-Dec. 2002. it was kind of like I tried to cram 4 yrs. of growing-up experiences into one semester.
I've Changed?
Apr. 2002-Aug. 2002. after L.A. and stuck right in-between the two most intense "finding-myself" semesters of my life!
L.A. #1 - Interning/Discovering
Jan. 2002 - Apr. 2002. I finally stepped WAY outside my comfort zone and went where I had no freakin idea what I was doing. Living outside your bubble for awhile really makes you see differently.
Beginnings/Depression
Aug. 2001-Jan. 2002. who I was, and sometimes who I still am. how it started and how it was before.