You show up so announced, 'Out of the blue' should be your middle name.
Oh, Overwhelm, why do you have to be so...... OVERWHELMING???!
I feel you in my chest, pressing on my lungs. In my head squeezing on my brain. In my gut when food is not digesting well because I'm shaking inside. In my heart, beating faster that I can take. You stress me out, Overwhelm. You are SO UNWANTED in my life. Like, I'm not even shy about flat-out REJECTING you.
No rejection would work on you, though. (Sigh) You don't care about how I feel about you. You are too... OVERWHELMING for me to have any say. You are all encompassing, fully containing. You own yourself and place yourself center stage. Even if I meditate every day, and repeat calming affirmations and self-care like I got nothing else to do.... even then I am a prey for your sinking teeth. You wretched, horrid thing.
When things happen all at once, and feelings compound on top of each other accompanied by stress... you show up, scaring everyone away and shouting 'I got this!' I mean, I don't even know what feelings run through me when you're in charge. No clue. Nothing. Nada. Zilch.
Even writing to you is flat out.... OVERWHELMING.
Look. Listen. Hear me out: Life is short. REALLY short. And I don't believe I will come back for another go at it. So will you step aside and allow feelings to be as they are!? Your presence overshadows everything else.
Overwhelm, I am so OVER you.
Will you step aside and you and I will be over, finished, finito!?
In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
Header Art: Daniel Landerman