Tell Us: When Do You Think, "I Don't Think I Can..."

Denise

Tell Us: When Do You Think, "I Don't Think I Can..."

Denise
climber-984380_640We do, every day. We tackle the unyielding challenges, we walk the difficult road.

But that doesn't mean that we do it without self-doubt.

I had a moment of self doubt last week. In my car, alone, with silence, I thought, "I'm not sure I can."

We have to learn so much in an instant that we can feel completely overwhelmed at what's required of us.

So, I'd love to know: When do you think, "I don't think I can..."

Tell us in our comments section, below.

 

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Desiree

(((Hugs))), prayers, and loving thoughts to you.

Lillie Fuller

In September of 2014 my mom was hospitalized because of an abnormal and irregular heartbeat, with a UTI she never complained about, and severe dehydration. After almost a full week in the hospital and two weeks at a rehab center, my mom didn't feel like she would ever walk by herself again, we were certain she was going to have to spend the rest of her life in diapers and I thought I would never be able to leave her alone again. At that point I really thought \"i just can't do this anymore\". My sister and my aunt had promised that they would come and help me but I was sure that my life as I knew it was over. Coming home was very stressful, I was not sleeping at all and if I did sleep it wasn't for very long. I'll have to say that it was really the only time I felt I just couldn't do it anymore.\r\n\r\nA year and a half later my mom is very close to being as good as she was before that hospital stay and rehab visit. It's taken a while to get there but here we are and I did it. I made it. I'm doing it and I will continue to do it.

Desiree

Every single day. For about eight years now. I don't wake up each morning thinking \"I don't think I can...\" It's \"I KNOW I can't...not all on my own. \" That's when I call upon the one Friend I have who's never, ever let me down. Every morning, between 4 and 5 am.

anita0419

This is such a good question. I had these thoughts many times on my journey with my mom. She is gone now but I remember when I would leave her at the nursing home and think I can't do this anymore. As her dementia got worse, it was so hard to keep going and watch her die. I also thought of all of the clothes I washed week after week. Again I had the thought, I can't do this anymore but I kept going week after week. Those last few times with her not being able to talk I sat holding her hands trying to keep her calm. Again the thoughts I can't do this anymore. Our journey is over now and I'm thankful for those last times. We think we can't do this anymore but we keep going because we love them so much.

Thedogmama

I remember when my mother first came to live with us. It was probably the first month or two that she was here. We got off to a rocky start, with me calling 911 within three days of her arrival and her subsequently being admitted through the ER and then to a week in rehab. While I was learning just exactly what it was to be suddenly \"in charge\" of another human's well being, my husband (my rock) was hit with a severe case of Shingles. I remember sitting in the parking lot of our local grocery store having a melt down. Sobbing to myself thinking just exactly that: \"I don't think I can do this!\" I am so alone, no siblings to talk to or share (or fight) with and every friend I could think of was not answering their phone. But as the next four years show, as rocky as that was in the beginning, hubby got better and mom and I managed to fumble our way through our caregiving journey. It was a mix of \"I don't think I can...(you name it) and \"there, well we have that knocked!\" She made it to 4 months shy of 95. I learned over that time that self doubt as a caregiver goes hand in hand with learning. By the end, the shaking, crying daughter holding up the wall in the ER that first week had turned into the daughter who, with the assistance of hospice, eased her mother through the end of her life. Hard? Yes. Self doubts? Many. Worth it? More than words can express.