My new normal is anything but. It’s a lotta dealing with a lotta crap but mainly sadness and rage.
There’s a song that goes, “There are storms we cannot weather.” Some days I think I can weather this, most nights, I don’t know if can or even want to.
My mailbox was empty today. Which is good, cause here’s some new awfulness for me to deal with. Luckily, I get some levity here and there.
Went to the wedding of the woman that came every Wednesday to give Alison food. Was a lot more emotional than I thought it would be.
Someone told me remembering someone you love that’s gone is like hugging a porcupine. That sounds about right. Trying to fill up my time with distractions.
Met up with friends this weekend trying to reintegrate into society. Here’s Friday into Saturday morning.