Everyone asks how I'm feeling all the time. I tell them "I'm good. I feel like my body is back to normal."
My physical body feels fine despite my active AVM. My emotional, mental, and spiritual body has been to hell and back.
I feel elated. I survived a very large rupture. Nothing can stop me. I feel like God has so much purpose for me on earth. I feel like all that matters in life is my family and God. I'm superwoman.
I feel angry. So so angry. Why did this happen to me? Why am I 25 years old and having to learn how to write my name again? Why can't I exercise anymore? Why can't I cook dinner for my husband? Why do I have my parents calling me every day, constantly texting me to just check on me? Why does everyone question my every action? "Is it safe for you to go grocery shopping?" I feel so angry that I am not independent.
Sadness. I deeply mourn who I used to be. All my goals- goals that I have had my whole life are now gone. I dreamed of owning a house- now all the money I saved for that is gone. I dreamed of getting promoted to my dream job and was turned down yesterday, and I know my AVM and time off from work was the main reason I was rejected. I was training to become a fitness instructor and now I can't even lift more than 15 pounds. I want to become a mother, but pregnancy is out of the question now.
I feel so loved by the people that still care about me. How amazing is it for my former employer to hold a bake sale to help raise money for me? The neighbors still bring us meals sometimes. My co-workers right now don't make much money, but have been so generous to me. My husband would go to the ends of the earth for me and never complain. My in-laws brought me cookies yesterday. My parents offered to help pay some bills.
I'm so stressed. I have health insurance, but still owe more money than I have to my name. I have no clue how we are going to pay for anything. I don't know if we can afford for my husband to finish school. Christmas and our anniversary and birthdays are all coming up very soon, and I can't afford to get anyone presents.
I'm so scared. Everyday I worry if I'm going to die. I worry I'm going to have a seizure or rupture while I'm driving and hurt someone other than myself. I'm scared because my doctors just don't know what to do- They have consulted doctors at John Hopkins, the Mayo Clinic and UCLA and they still can't give me any solid answers. I just want it gone.
I'm so tired of being tired. My mind is constantly racing. My body is constantly tense. I relax for a couple of days but then I just lose it again. Dealing with everything is just so exhausting. I wish I could just sleep all day.
I feel very lost. Why am I alive if I can't do anything I used to love so much? The things that made me who I am are gone. I used to work 50-60 hours a week, exercise every day, drink so much diet coke, go shopping, party all night, go on road trips, run, keep an immaculate apartment, cook fabulous meals, serve in my church, coach gymnastics... I was always busy and I LOVED IT. I loved who I was. I felt so driven and I felt like my life was going so many exciting places. Now I feel like I just spend my life on a couch and at the most boring job that is taking me no where. My life is SO BORING now. I have no self esteem left.
I feel like my life is still worth living somehow. I honestly can't tell you why. When I look at everything I've been through, everything I've lost, I feel like there is just not much left. But deep down I feel like I still have a good life, It's just not how I wanted it to be. It's something I can't really explain.
There's just so many emotions involved with having an AVM. It's so hard to explain to people, especially because I appear normal on the outside now. It's hard to explain to people that some days I just have to avoid certain situations because my emotions get out of control and I get really physically sick. I wish people would just tell me it's ok to be sad or mad or disappointed or confused. I wish people could accept my emotions. I feel like so many people mean well by telling me to "Look on the bright side" and "Be thankful you're alive", but it makes me so ashamed of my true feelings sometimes. I want someone to listen to me without interrupting with a thousand suggestions about how to be happy. I fear becoming emotionally numb.