Get Out the Wrecking Ball

[twillhead]

Personal behavioral patterns that played out following David's death are reemerging in the wake of my Mom's demise. As my protracted absences from LJ bears witness, writing gives me no solace; it is, in fact, a hated chore -- composing a simple e-mail is excruciating, and is usually avoided. Perhaps writing takes me too close to the place I'm

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[guysterrules]

Aw shit, huh? It's all just so fucking much. I'm so sorry, Twill. I hope the cruise will somehow, someway, bring a moment or two of happiness. If nothing else, pig out on the jumbo prawns.

I thought Seabiscuit was one dull-assed movie, too.

[twillhead]

Thanks my Bud. I know you understand.

[quirkstreet]

I have more periods when I feel much like you're describing than my blog output might suggest. And for me, they're often related to feelings of abandonment and isolation too.

I'm sorry you're going through it. I hope you can take good care of yourself and not sweat the *feeling* of permanent damage ... which I don't really know you well enough to comment on, but which I'm going to guess is just Not True.

Big hugs.

[twillhead]

Big hugs back at ya', Man. Thank you for such a caring response.

[bardcat]

I am in and out of LJ, but, often read your enteries. With your permission, I have added you to my friend's list. My thoughts are with you during the grief you are experiencing over the loss of your mother. Peace. Jeff