So at least a handful of you have heard an entirely too negative side of this on Twitter and I decided I needed to make up for that a bit and update all at once because my shrink did call a few days ago and asked if I bothered fleshing out my thoughts to my friends, to which I lied and said yes of course. And he called me on it
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But I love you and Merry Christmas and I hope things look up for you after the holidays. The first holiday season after a hard death is the worst. The Christmas after my dad died, I spent crying and feeling completely horrid. Plus, my husband had to be taken to the urgent care because he had a severe case of strep throat and pharyngitis and we spent 7 1/2 hours in the urgent care on Christmas day. That sucked ass. It was the worst Christmas EVAR.
But it gets easier. Last year wasn't as hard as the year before and this year I made it through the day without crying, even though we lost our dog last New Year's and it's our first Christmas without him. It gets easier. You never stop missing your loved one, but it doesn't hurt as much as more time goes on. <3 I love you baby.
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