My grandmother died. My uncle got drunk, wandered onto a highway, got hit by several cars, and died. My cousin's cancer is in remission. I'm saving for a house, which I hope to be in soon. I'm more social than I have ever been and I'm exhausted by it
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I'm in a similar, but rather different spot. I just climbed out of an abyss from losing three grandparents, losing student teaching, losing my dog, and losing a promotion, by focusing on physical fitness and the petty highs it provides, then the post-running beer(s), giving me a haze to forget how unhappy I am with my job where I help people for a living and get to be a (conceivably) good person, but can barely afford to eat. Now that running season is over, I'm feeling like the one strand that pulled me from that dark void is gone, but I'm stuck in an empty space instead, grasping at tentacles of hope that slither away only when properly grasped.
I want to go into IT.
I miss you.
Let us drink coffee sometime and go on a proper mindwalk.
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