I'm so lonely. Like, all the time lonely. And sad.
I'm sorry, Sean. I wish there was something I could do to help with that, as do many on this board, I wager. But I am so sorry.
I've seen the loneliness turn to rage, too. It can get bad.
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Nora Deirdre - May 28, 2012 6:02:00 pm PDT #14203 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Burrell - May 28, 2012 6:02:03 pm PDT #14204 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Oh smonster, I'm sorry you had to cut StW loose, but I'm glad to see how strong you've been.
take care of yourself, Sean.
Atropa - May 28, 2012 6:05:28 pm PDT #14205 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
smonster, I'm sorry that things with StW went downhill, but good for you for taking the steps to look after yourself.
Sean! Happy birthday! I'm sorry you're feeling awful. I miss you a lot.
Atropa - May 28, 2012 6:06:50 pm PDT #14206 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
And in a completely separate post, I don't know if it's just a bad brain chemistry day or what, but I've felt low all day, in spite of us going to see Avengers for a second time. So we're going to watch Lilo & Stitch, because 1) we love that movie, and 2) it will make me cry and maybe I need catharsis?
{{hugs Sean}}
Sean K - May 28, 2012 6:11:30 pm PDT #14207 of 30001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Jilli! I've skipped a bunch, but I caught there was something going on with your dad??? Whateves. You know you have my love and hugs and hairpats, right?
Also, Erin broke her hand or something????
smonster - May 28, 2012 6:12:24 pm PDT #14208 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
I'm so lonely. Like, all the time lonely. And sad.
I'm sorry, Sean. I wish there was something I could do to help with that, as do many on this board, I wager. But I am so sorry.
I've seen the loneliness turn to rage, too. It can get bad.
Oh, honey. So sorry. Loneliness is insidious and it can lie to you. Bastard.
Atropa - May 28, 2012 6:14:56 pm PDT #14209 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
As far as I know, there isn't anything really going on with dad other than him being worn out from work. And me worrying. Lots.
You know you have my love and hugs and hairpats, right?
Yes! And I swear I saw you the other day walking around Pioneer Square by my office. I was very excited for a minute.
WindSparrow - May 28, 2012 6:15:43 pm PDT #14210 of 30001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Something wacky in the air? I've been feeling low-level general anxiety half of yesterday, most of today. I think the main reason it is gone now is sheer exhaustion. Tough day at work.
Watching someone suffer through dimentia and very painful arthritis and attempting to assist that person through the day is one of the toughest parts of my job - both physically and emotionally.
smonster - May 28, 2012 6:17:50 pm PDT #14211 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
I am taking my own advice WRT to Gatorade and some ibuprofen, too, because I have a headache and I can't tell if it's dehydration or muscle tightness from carrying my umbrella in my right hand all day (I have poor proprioception and don't realize when I'm hunching my shoulder).
And now shower and bed. Goodnight, my darlings - thank you as always for your love and support and making me laugh and sharing the good and the bad.
eta x-post with WindSparrow - that must be so, so exhausting. I can't even imagine. Blessings on your head.
WindSparrow - May 28, 2012 6:20:15 pm PDT #14212 of 30001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Sean, I don't know what to say. So much of what people said to me when I was suffering from loneliness sounded like such utter crap that I resented them for it, and then felt guilty for resenting people who were trying to help.
You know what would be awesome? If we could curse Cancer (the disease, the entity) with Loneliness - or give Loneliness a tumor. If Cancer and Loneliness were busy fighting each other, they would stop plaguing people.