I'm a little worried about visiting J today. I don't want to cry when I see him and upset him or his parents.

Oh, it'll be fine, sj. Don't worry, sweetie. If you cry, you cry. He'll probably hug you and try to make you feel better. He sounds like that type of kiddo.

(((sj)))

So we had a quick photoshoot for publicity materials for Deathtrap this morning. I continue to be surprised by how not tall I am in real life. I never think of myself as vertically challenged, but the evidence of these photos, and indeed the photoshoot for the last play I was in (in which I looked like a hobbit in Rivendel) is beginning to suggest to me that, just possibly, I am not as tall as I think. Huh.

On the bright side, though, it seems that I'm also a bit less lard-arsed than I was expecting (since photos usually make me go "OMGWTFMrStayPuft!!!!"). So that's nice.

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Why yes, We are an amateur group. Why do you ask?

Fay, you look luscious in that first pic. Were you all zombified for that last one, or is that actually the predecessor of the second?

sj, are you worried about something specific for J, or is it just generalized worry? Either way, much punctuation for you, and continued ~ma for the little guy.

I don't want to cry when I see him and upset him or his parents.

Oh, sj. I know this very well. My (young) sister is serving on the border of Gaza Strip, and at first it was very hard for me and my parents (it's still not a picnic, but after few months you get used to it. In a still-sometimes-worried-the-hell-lot-about-her-without-"real"-war-reason, but still). I'm sure it's a lot harder to my parents than me, and I really really want to be the brave and strong person and not collapse into fragile state of being around them, but trying to hide my feelings is so much harder and unproductive. I just can't: when I'm worried sick about her, I'm worried sick about her. Strangely, I don't have this problem when I get to talk with her/see her: I'm just so happy to be there for her, even in the slightest way that might be possible, that it overcomes every fear or anxiety I feel for her and the hell she's a part of.

So talk. Cry. It won't be better if you'll lock it inside you, and you might end up feeling worse.

Holy crap, Shir. I can't even imagine that.

Andi - I don't recall the order they were taken in - I think the general idea was to give the audience the message that it's a Whodunnit without particularly giving away either who done it, or who it was done to - just all round OTT nonsense. But fun!

I think the general idea was to give the audience the message that it's a Whodunnit without particularly giving away either who done it, or who it was done to - just all round OTT nonsense. But fun!

It looked fun!

... I just can't: when I'm worried sick about her, I'm worried sick about her....

So talk. Cry. It won't be better if you'll lock it inside you, and you might end up feeling worse.

And there is the possibility that if the others never see you cry or get upset about it, they may think it is not ok for them to cry and get upset around you. I wish there were a better framework for being honest with our emotions without making them overwhelming or shameful. Both Shir and sj have a situation that is truly worrisome. If you were not worried to some extent, it would be a sign of deeper problems. It sounds like Shir, you have found a good balance for you. And sj, I hope you can find a good balance too.

Oh boy; now I got the Buffistas worried.

I just want to make it clear about my sister: it's not an easy situation, and yes, it is worrisome, but it might not as be as bad as you think: some my major concerns are for my sister's sanity and the probably future PTSD she'll have to deal with. She's on the border of a combat zone, serving in a non-combat role. Rockets are falling around her, and that's the big danger: these days, when it's "nice and quiet", we're talking about 1-3 per day. In less quiet times... I know about days there were 50-60 rockets per day. She saw dead bodies decaying in the sun. She saw life and death situations. She's excellent at her role, and can make it to officers' course. She's 19. She's awesome, great person. She saved a hell lot of lives, on both sides, and keeps on saving them on a daily basis. I'm proud of her, more than words can say.

And we're trying to be there for her, as much as we can.

I don't know/think I can compare her situation to sj's nephew's situation. At least I know mine will be over in 13-24 months.

Edited for grammar.

Oh boy; now I got the Buffistas worried.

Well, yeah. But now we know how better to send out the ~ma.

{{Buffistas}}

You're more than welcome to send it to my mom first: God knows she needs the quiet-sleep-at-nights~ma.