....and now my MiL, Sunny, just left in a screaming rage.
The Oakland cousins are coming to pick her up.
Emotional dysregulation in all directions.
Xander ,'Lessons'
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....and now my MiL, Sunny, just left in a screaming rage.
The Oakland cousins are coming to pick her up.
Emotional dysregulation in all directions.
I ululated while listening to Welcome to the Black Parade, driving across Lake Pontchartrain, at sunset.
I know nothing will make it easier on any of you, but I truly wish that weren't the case. I am also sorry that you have to be the one holding your shit together.
My mom died at home. When they took her body, that’s when it became real. I totally get Matilda losing her shit then.
I hope you (David), and the family can surf the swells of big emotions as they arise.
Oh, David. When all the “pending” lets go. When the focus of your grief has nowhere else to turn. Wishing everyone grace & a place to sit with it all.
That must be hard, Hec. I’m sorry.
Oh, Matilda. That breaks my heart (more). So unfair that she has to weather this.
And as others have said, outrageously unfair that you have to be the calm center of the emotional shit storm.
I'm so sorry, David.
Oh, David, I'm so sorry you're being forced into the role of the strong one. You deserve to lose your shit as much as anyone. May you find the space to express your grief when and how you need to.
I tried an ululation. My untutored attempt reminded me of the sound Abed made when he was pretending to be an alien to freak out Troy. So a little Community for our community, I guess.
Oh our Matilda. You knew your mama better than I ever could, but here's the thing I know, that you only kind of always know.
From the moment Jacqueline suspected you existed, she was so deeply in love with you, that there are no words. And I knew this early, because I figured out she was expecting you, before she told us.
At first, this may make you feel bad, but it should not. You mother was more deeply in love with you than anyone else has ever been in love.
Dear girl, please know, that in your brief-so-far life, your very existence made Jacqueline Zahas Smay happier than she had ever been.
And David? You gave that to JZ.
Thank you for treating our lovely friend the way she deserved.
I will never not be sorry she is gone. I will never not feel like she is still here.
(JZ, we will love you forever.)