Witch of the Iron Wood
Since it snowed a bunch, and since I've had a whopper of a cold for the past week, I am spending the weekend in the house and on the couch, watching movies and reading books and coughing a lot. This means that I have time to give an actual update - fancy that! The holidays... Continue Reading →
Grief, thus far, has felt more lonely than sad. Image: longing of a ghost by brightsoul
My life gets really busy. Just this last week, I was up at 6am most days to work out, worked 9-5, had two evening therapy sessions (couples therapy on Monday, personal therapy on Thursday), had two evening calls (and have one more to go this evening.) Tomorrow, I will be getting the house ready for... Continue Reading →
First thing: I can't ask for what I can't articulate. Second thing: Just because I have to function doesn't mean I'm actually functional. Yes, I'm going to work and yes, I'm not crying all the time - but I'm still pretty fucked up a lot of the time. Third thing: You telling me that I... Continue Reading →
