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nyykiI've made an appointment to talk with my Dad's wife on the 21st. I think she will be able to help me get through this, develop strategies, and work out how we're going to get the family behind everything so that I don't have stress from that direction.
Today was a much mellower day, though I did manage to have a protracted conversation with my longest friend about some things. He always strove for a normal life, while I've never even thought of that direction, so we've grown apart a lot. I'm coming to terms with his inability to accept me as I am, and I know that he will probably never be as close to me as we once were. I'm also getting to where I can accept that.
We went through the trailer yesterday, and I discovered that all of my hardbound Time-Life Foods of the World cookbooks are gone. They either got stolen from the apartment or from the storage place. This is annoying, but not devastating, and I'll cope. I wish Time-Life would just put them out on CD and be done with it, but for some reason this is the one thing they did that they don't have available. Everything else from the trailer is stored in the living room if it's something that can get water damaged or in the back yard if it's rain proof. This includes all my brewing stuff, which I want to start using after the move. I miss brewing so much.
Ralph has gone mising. He hasn't been on in over a week, and his phone is disconnected. I'm concerned. I'm going to start looking in other venues soon to see if I can locate him. I'm fearing the worst. I hope I'm wrong.
I'm back to that mental state where I wait for sleep time so I can drop into oblivion again and not deal with all the intense emotions that waking time brings. I'll be glad when the intensity ratchets back some, as I am not up to handling a constant diet of such intense emotions.
Today was a much mellower day, though I did manage to have a protracted conversation with my longest friend about some things. He always strove for a normal life, while I've never even thought of that direction, so we've grown apart a lot. I'm coming to terms with his inability to accept me as I am, and I know that he will probably never be as close to me as we once were. I'm also getting to where I can accept that.
We went through the trailer yesterday, and I discovered that all of my hardbound Time-Life Foods of the World cookbooks are gone. They either got stolen from the apartment or from the storage place. This is annoying, but not devastating, and I'll cope. I wish Time-Life would just put them out on CD and be done with it, but for some reason this is the one thing they did that they don't have available. Everything else from the trailer is stored in the living room if it's something that can get water damaged or in the back yard if it's rain proof. This includes all my brewing stuff, which I want to start using after the move. I miss brewing so much.
Ralph has gone mising. He hasn't been on in over a week, and his phone is disconnected. I'm concerned. I'm going to start looking in other venues soon to see if I can locate him. I'm fearing the worst. I hope I'm wrong.
I'm back to that mental state where I wait for sleep time so I can drop into oblivion again and not deal with all the intense emotions that waking time brings. I'll be glad when the intensity ratchets back some, as I am not up to handling a constant diet of such intense emotions.
