i’ve forgotten my antidepressants for two days. (just as an fyi) Took a late dose today because I’ve started falling off the path into past losses. I even spent a minute resenting that married guy I liked so much who neglected to tell me that he was married. men can really be assholish. I know its gender fluid, that assholish-ery, but I stand by my sentence, as the body of my experience is with male assholes.
my former mother inlaw is in the hospital again, and i’ve been told now, for the third time, that she just has a little bit of time left.
She’s one of my oldest friends. I met her when I was fifteen and loved her even then, and never stopped. I will miss her terribly. I admire her so. I do not envy her children, because they really don’t know what is in store for them, despite all the assurances that they do. maybe they are in fact, different from the rest of us. time will tell i guess.
i don’t like writing bullshit like that there, but feel the need to leave it because i know how common that attitude is in me, full of resentment and past bullshittery…. just so you see me as I am.
Bullshit it is, because grief and how you feel it is yours, and yours alone and i have no right to fling my own ego on this situation.
its going to be a large loss, and we will all feel it.
I’m making cookies. Plain old chocolate chip. Enough to fill the cookie jar and more.
I’ll get through, changed, but through.
love you all.