Fragile, frail and frayed

It is thought provoking to me so see how fragile sometimes our hold on normal is. Constant stress can make one feel so frail. And so, the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back comes to mind because you can withstand the many assaults on your normalcy, and then one rather insignificant thing happens and your world seems to crash down upon you!


It is also curious to me how shell-shocked you can be for quite some time after surviving major stresses. Normal isn’t normal. I guess in today’s world they might call it “post-traumatic stress syndrome” where you aren’t quite back to your old self and you’re rather sensitive (as in a heightened awareness) to particular stimuli. I call this being frayed – the ends are coming apart but the main thing is still together. You’re ok ‘til you get to the ends and then you don’t have much to hold onto and when you pull it, it unravels and frays.


I think what it comes down to is that the stresses you survived changed you, and you need time to incorporate those into your being, so that what used to be normal is updated with the new things you’ve learned. I liken that to a mourning period, because what was old and familiar is gone and you need to adjust to the new way things are.


Praying for some normalcy, some solid ground to stand on, and for insignificant things to quit bothering me so much. I’d appreciate you joining me in that prayer if you feel led to.


Fragile, frail and frayed.