In our household
we regularly suffer from what I call an ‘emotional hangover’. What is this predicament, you may well
ask…and does it involve alcohol?
An emotional
hangover is the consequence of over stimulation. The sensitive souls that we are means that
following an excess of excitement, interaction…noise particularly… we feel
emotionally bruised the next day.
So, following a
delightful birthday, where I made sure to answer every single birthday greeting
in a personal manner….ending with one of those jolly, Chinese food eating, wine
drinking, family get togethers where everyone talks at once at the top of their
voice ….we all got struck the following day..
How is this
manifest? The answer is different for
each individual.
The youngest
member of the clan did not wish to wake up and go to his home education
centre. He displayed this by shouting,
“no” numerous times, with no further explanation of what he was rejecting, and
the tremulous emotion rich quality of his voice sent signals to some primordial
part of my brain creating a feeling in me of fear and trepidation. He then went back to bed for five hours
before resurfacing ready to at least deal with the less challenging cyber worlds
of Minecraft and Toontowne Revisted. By
the evening his spirits seemed to have made a full recovery.
The next
character went into school, but spent the day running from noise and wiping
away tears. By pick up time she was a
total mess, distraught about every aspect of day as well as the many challenges
of being in the Form 5 exam year she is in.
Every nerve appeared to be jangling within her, and I feared a massive
meltdown. However, on reaching home she
crashed out on the sofa, music blaring, then woke up and created an oil pastel
drawing of a face and background which clearly demonstrated the overstimulation
she’d suffered, with bold black marks showing where on her face she’d
physically felt the effects of excess.
As for me, I just
got into a grumpy mood and ended up quarrelling with people on whatsapp, and
getting highly frustrating with my Standard 4 students who feel Art class is
synonymous with circus time. I did feel a
heaviness somewhere around the back of my neck, a kind of pre-flu feeling, and
a constant background noise seemed to be circling within my head. Some of the many beneficent birthday
greetings had dredged up less pleasant details from my past so these were
hovering around my subconscious colliding with present happenings, not too favourably
at times. It was a basic ‘bleuh’
feeling, which I knew would pass, but wasn’t too enjoyable to live through.
This all links to
the fact we have sensory processing disorders, to a greater or lesser
extent. My son is probably the most
extreme, most clearly exemplified by his projectile vomiting every time I took
him to a mall as a toddler…but my daughter and I can suffer equally. I had to beg my students just today to
accommodate my disability by not drumming on the table while I spoke as it was
distracting me to the point of total confusion.
As for the girl, for her it’s largely manifest by her being in the
presence of too many people…often at school, but now it surfaces at parties
where she loses her balance and has to be literally caught by her friends.
I’m sure everyone
suffers from this to a greater or lesser extent and it’s probably often masked
by drink or drug related hangovers. But
it’s useful to identify the need sometimes to process…the necessity of taking a
little time to settle after a highly stimulating experience. And to understand that as fulfilling and
enjoyable social occasions can be, especially for extroverts such as myself, there
can be a temporary knock on effect which is probably not worth acting on except
to rest, reflect and take some time out.
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