I had some other stuff to say to people that I forgot to post, so, here.
There's a post I saw on Tumblr that's a drawing of a person picking up and hugging this round squishy creature, and the idea is picturing your anxiety as something outside yourself that you can calm down when it gets all freaked out. I've tried it this week, and it actually helps. (I also tell it "I gotchu, baby girl," but that's optional.)
Steph, that's a lovely idea. I'm gonna try it. This is why I like Tumblr.
Yeah the loud drumming is actually mate-calling. "Bachelor, here! Reeeeeaally good bachelor here, all you hot woodpecker chicks, come check out *this* drumming action!"
Oh, geez. Keep it in yer cloaca, dude!
Then it evolved to giving them names and personalities. ... My therapist talks in terms of the internal parent, child and adult. And I talk to them and work out some understanding. I mean it's so just me but it's what helps, you know?
You are not the only one who does that! I mean, really why not; the conscious ego we think of as "me" is really just part of the whole multifacted human, it exists to, idk, make tools and appreciate sunsets, I guess. Why not have a conscious relationship with our other facets, instead of just an unconscious one?
Laura, that sucks. I'm sorry for your loss.
And that deserved its own post, so ION, no word on my missing Kindle. I did get to see the dog conquer the floor to suitcase, suitcase to bed jump. Usually she just stares at you and then runs away when you try to pick her up. If she really wants up, she'll stop at some point and you can get her. But now she's on the bed next to me all by herself, sleeping on my pajamas.
Mac seems hellbent on spending the majority of his summer in summer school. If you fail either half of a class you have to repeat it. He already has to retake English A. Currently he is retaking Chem B instead of an elective to avoid taking it this summer. But he is currently failing Math Models A, English B, and World Hist B. And not just little bit failing. His current Gpa for the trimester is 62 and that is with a 100 in tennis.
Bless his heart. I meet with the counselor tomorrow. If I can fit in him taking Health and Spanish 2 over the summer, I will just to get them done. If I have to take him to summer school he might as well be there all day.
Fuck cancer. Hard. I'm so tired of it taking good people away from us. Much love to o_a, and peace and strength to his family.
Hi. I've been super lurky, and I miss you all.
I don't have words for how I feel right now.
I'm just thankful that I got to see him on Sunday. I'm also somewhat glad that it didn't have the aura of a final visit, we were making plans to see him again in a week, and some more visits after that.
Thank you ND and Pix for bringing him into our Buffista family.
