I often have the urge to run away.
When I was a child, sharing a room with my sister, I ran away to live in the upstairs bathroom. It seemed far enough away and luxurious at the time. I had planned on actually running away, but it was snowing outside, and if nothing else, I was a practical child.
There are times in my adult life I’ve wanted to run. When life gets complicated, when things feel too intense, when I don’t know how to appropriately react. I have this strong desire right now, to pack myself in the car, with just enough to get by; to drive off with no destination in mind.
I want to hide somewhere where no one knows me, where no one asks anything of me. Where there are no regrets for recent decisions or anxiety attacks over changes impending.
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I think we’ve all wanted to run away at some time or another. Whenever I want to run away now I like to go camping, out in the middle of no where, where we don’t even get cell phone reception. I try to run away out camping every mother’s day, wish it was warm enough to go camping now…
*hugs* I haven’t read much of your blog to know what you’re going through right now, but I know the feeling of wanting to escape from… everything. I pray you don’t want to dwell in that feeling as I often have, it’s easy to sink back into it.
I completely understand that feeling. And I’m guilty of doing it. What I have discovered, for myself at least – and I know that everyone is different, it doesn’t help. At least, not for long. The problems follow you and you still have to face them. It’s strange because I’ve been in the same place for over two years now and since 2008, that’s the longest time I have been in one spot. But every so often, I still have the desire to run.
I don’t know what you’re going through but I really hope that it gets better for you.