Cordelia ,'End of Days'
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And I'm glad you are starting to feel a little less overwhelmed. Have things settled down with the angry ex-client?
So far, so good. It's been a month since the cease and desist letter went out and he claimed that harassment is his first amendment right. Plus, his house sold for bonkers bucks. Maybe he is drunk on money.
Partnership could be good, but not with these characters, eh?
Pocket doors!? You could make a fortune in this neighborhood.
Specialized, specific and spendy. Sounds good.
I'm glad to listen to your ranting, smonster. I wish I could help somehow.
It is such a pain, typing on my phone. Time to upgrade.
Smonster, I'm sorry you're dealing with so much right now.
I think it is probably a good indication that I have been stressed and feeling trapped in the house, that going to a wake feels like a night out. E was quite old and lived a good life, and it was just nice to be in my car alone and in RI seeing people I love but never get to see unless there is a death or a wedding. I'm a terrible person.
You are not a terrible person; you are the parent of a young child. Chances to get out on your own are few and far between. I bet E would be pleased that you got the chance for a breath of fresh air (mentally and physically).
Is this where I complain that therapy is hard? Because therapy is FUCKING HARD. I'm traumatized and broken and I don't see a way out of it. And I'm at work now, and all I want to do is go home and cry.
Also, I just got LDBed by Johnny Fucking Cash.
{{{Tom}}}. Yes this is most definitely the place. I'm sorry.
Definitely the place. It's a bitch. But we will all do what we can to help you out of it.
I am not a big fan of the no pain no gain theory. In particular when my loved ones are in pain. IOW, I'm sorry, Tom. It really should be easier, you deserve joy.
Aw, jeez, Tom. I wish there was something we could do to make it less hard. I'm really proud of how hard you work.
Therapy IS FUCKING HARD. Wishing you heart's ease, Tom.
Harvey is on my lap, resting his head on my hand in such a way that I can feel a fang.