I’m decidedly not okay sometimes, and I can’t quite identify what I’m feeling or what caused it. I’m just writing my stream of consciousness, hoping it’ll help. Mom was more forgetful than usual today, but she was cheerful about it. It rips me apart to lose her inch by inch.Continue Reading

Since 2020 screwed with my sense of time, I haven’t been able to regain it. Because so many things have changed since I last wrote, I was sure it had been months – plural – since I’d written anything here. Things are going suspiciously well again, with the exception ofContinue Reading

Every time I think I get a handle on what my new normal is, it changes. My adaptability skills are being tested, and I’m doing okay with that. It just takes some time for my brain to catch up to reality. Everything is going suspiciously well. Work isn’t as frustratingContinue Reading

Last night, I was having another downward spiral and talking through it with my partner. As I worked through the things I felt I needed to say, which included at least three apologies, I realized that the source of this problem was my self esteem. Because of things I saidContinue Reading

On May 7, right at 8:00 in the morning, the judge began my divorce proceedings. By 8:09 am, it was finished, and I’d filed the final paperwork, walked down the stairs, and out the door. I get warnings from people who have been divorced: “It’ll hit you eventually.” “It’ll comeContinue Reading

For the first time in what feels like forever – in reality, since the onset of RA/fibro – I’m having trouble falling asleep. I have no trouble falling asleep on my partner while watching wonderfully weird tv, but settling down at bedtime is a different story. At work: I rewroteContinue Reading

Yesterday, the county court clerk received the initial divorce papers I mailed out on the 12th. His copy and waiver should have been delivered yesterday, but even though I sent it certified Priority which doesn’t need a signature, the carrier didn’t deliver them. He’ll pick them up from his postContinue Reading

It’s another. And another. And another. At one point, I asked my therapist if it was just my perception, or if relatively significant stressful things really kept happening in my life at this pace. We talked about determining which things to actively engage with, and while I appreciate that, IContinue Reading

I’ve been having significant issues tackling the clutter and mess in the house since I had it all to myself. It just seems like a monumental job and less than half of it is mine. I find it ironic that I can’t seem to do this when I took careContinue Reading