Started terrible, and I knew it in advance. It’s been like this for the last 20 years. Not to mention the awful pain in the back. Made new connections there, surprising good conversationalists. Then unexpected lols and hahas started to ease the pain my soul was carrying. Writing, (like a good writing, not like journaling) was cathartic and who inspired it… that amazing person, one tall angel, has been a blessing since I started this journey. I talked with old, young, new, long time friends, and that gentleman here that keeps calling me doll. He’s amazing too. I’m not a laughing person, much less today. All those who brought a smile to my face or made me laugh deserve either a gold medal or a kink performance by me. Their choice. Lol.
It’s Saturday and it shows I feel the void at night, the ache, the absence, but I know how things are. Whatever I get is an extra bonus.
Thought of the day:
No expectations, no disappointment. Acknowledge your feelings. Sadness is a valid emotion. True friends notice your suffering and offer support, and joy comes from whom you least expect it.