It’s not time for this
I’m feeling whiny. I think I usually feel this sorry for myself pre- rather than post- menstrually. I’m tired of feeling this way. I’m sick of writing it. I’m sick of listening to it in my head. It’s no wonder I sit home alone. Who would want to put up with this shit?
Brother update: He’s likely facing some form of cancer. Biopsy and bone scan results are not back yet. Those tests will tell the doctors what kind and what stage. He’s on a smoking cessation medication…at least while he’s in the hospital. Both our mom and dad were there when I visited this afternoon (they’ve been divorced for over 25 years.) Both are freaked and confused and worried. Who can blame them? I just resent them for expecting me to come in and figure it all out and be the calm capable one in the midst of the crisis.
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A year ago (or longer) on This Journey…
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What is essential? 2008
O, Brother 2007
results and answers 2006
snot and tears 2006
Summer School - blech! 2005
— — —
A year ago (or longer) on This Journey…
-
What is essential? 2008
O, Brother 2007
results and answers 2006
snot and tears 2006
Summer School - blech! 2005
— — —
A year ago (or longer) on This Journey…
-
What is essential? 2008
O, Brother 2007
results and answers 2006
snot and tears 2006
Summer School - blech! 2005
