Whenever I write about, speak about, or hear about the Greek myth of Pandora's box, I always get a little woozy talking about such an eerie tale with a person who literally feels like my little sister or younger cousin has the same name bearing in mind. But one of the parts that is messed up about my life is like Pandora's box. Or even the clothing boutique on my "home-island" my mother likes to shop at. Or the song that my dad plays from time to time.
Picture me when I'm doing this. I wake up. My muscles are tense. They usually take all of the heat in October, because they are not used to the frigid temperatures of Autumn, which is when it starts to get chilly, opposing the warm summer months. I would say sometimes even bitter in October. Whether abled-bodied individuals realize it or not, their muscles automatically tense up within their perfectly cogging bodies. It's a physical coping mechanism that your brain tells your muscular system so that you're somehow less cold by initiating it.
For the body of the person with cerebral palsy, your brain still sends out the signal, but it doesn't realize that you could actually feel the physical tension maliciously burrowing itself in your orthopedic fibers. It doesn't know or care that your muscles are just so tight all the time. CP muscles have an anxiety disorder. They cannot relax without deep breaths and venting and pep talks.
It's already a mess. In pain. In pain. Waking up in pain. It's not "Ow!" pain. It's "Please freaking RELAX!" pain. Pandora's box is starting to inch its way cracked open facillitated by Pandora's prying hands.
So, what do I mean by this Pandora's box crap? It's like this. If something that pisses you off happens in your day, like if your muscles are about to explode, you automatically, whether the teensiest bit or the largest product, your coping abilities are lower, even if you don't think so.
Yet, this is much different than the saying "the straw that broke the camel's back. This is not about capacity like that is. This is if one insecurity, one issue, one dislike about anything comes out, a bunch of other's will too.
To further explain, that "event" of slugging out of bed in the morning in the frigid October weather when your muscles feel like they need to explode but can't could cause feelings that are "put away in a droor" (not bottled up, just healed, not thought about, vacant) could come back just from that stupid morning and the idiotic never-ending bicker between your brain, your muscles and you could spark you to feel completely unrelated, yet negative thoughts about your body image or feeling guilty or feeling self-mandated pressure to be perfect.
That's what Pandora's box is. And like Pandora's box, it always gets better. Life has all the gifts.
Picture me when I'm doing this. I wake up. My muscles are tense. They usually take all of the heat in October, because they are not used to the frigid temperatures of Autumn, which is when it starts to get chilly, opposing the warm summer months. I would say sometimes even bitter in October. Whether abled-bodied individuals realize it or not, their muscles automatically tense up within their perfectly cogging bodies. It's a physical coping mechanism that your brain tells your muscular system so that you're somehow less cold by initiating it.
For the body of the person with cerebral palsy, your brain still sends out the signal, but it doesn't realize that you could actually feel the physical tension maliciously burrowing itself in your orthopedic fibers. It doesn't know or care that your muscles are just so tight all the time. CP muscles have an anxiety disorder. They cannot relax without deep breaths and venting and pep talks.
It's already a mess. In pain. In pain. Waking up in pain. It's not "Ow!" pain. It's "Please freaking RELAX!" pain. Pandora's box is starting to inch its way cracked open facillitated by Pandora's prying hands.
So, what do I mean by this Pandora's box crap? It's like this. If something that pisses you off happens in your day, like if your muscles are about to explode, you automatically, whether the teensiest bit or the largest product, your coping abilities are lower, even if you don't think so.
Yet, this is much different than the saying "the straw that broke the camel's back. This is not about capacity like that is. This is if one insecurity, one issue, one dislike about anything comes out, a bunch of other's will too.
To further explain, that "event" of slugging out of bed in the morning in the frigid October weather when your muscles feel like they need to explode but can't could cause feelings that are "put away in a droor" (not bottled up, just healed, not thought about, vacant) could come back just from that stupid morning and the idiotic never-ending bicker between your brain, your muscles and you could spark you to feel completely unrelated, yet negative thoughts about your body image or feeling guilty or feeling self-mandated pressure to be perfect.
That's what Pandora's box is. And like Pandora's box, it always gets better. Life has all the gifts.
No comments:
Post a Comment