Overwhelmed would be a good description of how I’ve been feeling lately. 2011 has definitely been our year… I feel like we’re coming into our season and God is allowing us to start seeing the fruit of our labor. It’s difficult to explain how I feel, or why I feel like I’ve somewhat lost a part of myself but being pulled in so many directions and trying to keep up with everything is just wearing me out. I am starting to feel out of place, despite this being the happiest and most complete I’ve ever been. I’ve been a walking paradox for most of my life, but lately it just weighs heavily on me. Who am I… without all the roles?

I’ve always had a tendency to define myself by what I am to everyone else. Yes, I know who I am to my kids. I know who I am to my husband. I know who I am to my mom, to my friends, to my clients… But who am I to me? What do I really want to get out of this life that God gave me? Even more importantly, what am I supposed to put into it? Ultimately, I want to find and fulfill my purpose in Him, but what is that? Everything I’m doing just feels empty, which leads me to believe there are a lot of things I can be — or perhaps should be — cutting out of my life. But what?

Normally I don’t feel “right” unless I’m multitasking, running around doing ten different things, and patting myself on the back for my accomplishments, but I’m starting to feel like with my mind always being focused on several different things at once, the more those things pull, the less I’m able to hold it all together. I don’t like the juggling act. I don’t want to keep having to throw everything back up as soon as it hits my hand just so I can catch something else. I want to be able to hold on to some things for a while… enjoy them. I don’t feel like I’m GENUINELY involved in anything because I’m GENERALLY involved in everything.

All of this gives me a lost sense. I ask myself where did Kat the poet go? Where did Kat the writer go? Where did Kat the prayer warrior go? Where did Kat go, period? I’ve got books I’ve been writing since 2003 and I’m not even halfway finished. I have songs in my heart that haven’t even made it on paper. I have thoughts in my head that I’m hardly even able to complete, plans I haven’t finished making, and goals I forget about before I even really establish them. Something is horribly wrong with this picture. I used to think I wanted to have it all — not tangibly, but in life in general. I wanted to be able to make something of everything… now I just want to make everything of something.

I want to know who I am. I had my oldest child when I was 17, got married at 18, started college at 19, graduated and went to work as an accountant, quit and went to work for myself so I could be at home with my kids… now, here I am 28 years old and my whole adult life has been spent being everything to other people and nothing to myself. I’m praying for answers here – hoping I can figure out where I’m supposed to be in my life, what I’m supposed to be doing, and why nothing I’m doing seems at all important anymore. There is more to life than this, and I want to find that thing that makes me feel full again… I know it’s somewhere within me; the problem is bringing it to the surface and pulling it out…


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