I had a grand, snotty-nosed cry-a-thon at my therapist's office yesterday evening. It was nice in the sense that I always feel better after a good cry, but it also forced me to consider that I don't think I've made any damn progress in therapy (where "progress" is defined as some kind of self-betterment) since I started seeing Karen nearly nine
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I'm sorry, gal, that you're coworkers didn't understand that your loss is as important and heart-rending to you as a cat's or dog's death may be to one of them.
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If it's any consolation at all, I would have sent you a card if I had your address. Honest, I would have - not just because you just mentioned that you didn't get any. And I still will if you want to send it to me!
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I think any pet dying, if you are attached to it and care about it, has got to be a big deal. You wouldn't be human if it weren't. I wish there were something I could do to help you. I'd love to send you a present if you'd give me your address :) You can email it to me if you'd like, crystaltheprophetess at yahoo dot com.
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Thanks for offering to send something; I really do appreciate it. You're a sweetheart, really. Just the offering is kind enough.
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