Maybe I need to up my meds again. Or go back to see someone. My last shrink ticked me off so I broke up with him passively by never rescheduling my last appointment.
But anyway. I read this bad FF online and the description of grief was surprisingly well done. And since reading it, I have this heavy feeling in my chest, and then I found myself in the car ten minutes ago keening--there is no other word for it--in my driveway, rocking back and forth.
It's odd how nothing goes through my head in those moments. I just wail. It's building up, I suppose. Every so often I have to go to the cemetery and cry and scream. Almost ten years. Things will always be worse than they were.
It probably doesn't help that I've been surrounded by sad stories recently. The world, it can be shitty. Or maybe it's just mimetic on my part, who knows.
4 comments:
You have really great taste on catch article titles, even when you are not interested in this topic you push to read it
I am reading this article second time today, you have to be more careful with content leakers. If I will fount it again I will send you a link
Not sure what you mean by content leakers (I am elderly and not too technological), but thanks for stopping by
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