When do coping techniques turn into avoidance?
Recently we had a minor crisis in our home. It was actually one with a positive outcome, but regardless of the ultimate result it was unexpected and overwhelming. Without even thinking, I began a new book. I love to read. I’ve devoured books since I was a child and still feel at loose ends if I don’t have a book going. It’s a natural coping mechanism for me: A blissful escape from problems and stress.
Soon I began reading at every possible moment. The laundry began to pile up and the kids rejoiced at pizza and fast food dinners. I read during dinner, in the evenings, while cooking or emptying the dishwasher. When I wasn’t able to read, I was thinking about how I’d sneak in the next few pages. I was avoiding the original crisis, the people around me and every tedious task I could.