Working through this whole loss issue is really sucking. I think the hardest part is that the people you expect to be there for you really aren't there for you...or if they are, they don't know how to be there for you so it's a vicious cycle. I remember being on the other end of this several times, so I get it. And part of me does work through ( Read more... )

February is now technically behind me and I'm trying to look forward to March. It should be an interesting month. Moving on is really hard. I have a pretty bad bruise on my left hand from where I had my IV during the surgery -- it kind of looks like I got into a bar fight or something far more interesting. I've been telling myself that when the ( Read more... )

I'm currently enjoying a cup of hot tea by my fire with the stockings hung, the tree (minus ornaments) lit, and a variety of wrapped presents underneath. This is somewhat making up for my lousy day ( Read more... )

My colleague's son who had cancer died this morning. It's been three years, and we've known that this was coming for a couple months now...but it doesn't make it any less sucky. Nine years old. Seriously. It's times like this that I really wonder what the point to life is anyway.

It wouldn't be the start of a new semester if I didn't kick it off with my 4 a.m.(ish) panic attacks. The first one came Monday night, which was of course part of the fact that I was meeting classes Tuesday for the first time and failed to adequately prepare mentally for that. Usually I pick out an outfit, look through the syllabus, and generally ( Read more... )