And.... *hugs* I'm sorry. May she rest in peace. That must've been such a shock. Hopefully she didn't suffer.
Arte : you can do it
LadyObvs : ...... what a jerk. Okay not so, but the moment he starts bothering you, may I suggest kicking his ass? Also get another sleep!
child-of-fae : I'm sorry. Baptism by fire is never painless -- may it turn you stronger. True, you probably shouldn't engage in that conversation when you are tired and stressed-- but on the other hand, consider the possibility of it exacerbating. I think telling him your fears, while definitely has its risk, also has its benefits to solve the issue right there. (..That is, again, with risk)
Otaking : "The opposite of love isn't hate, it's indifference."
Was it something that's completely broken?
Given that you have decided to move on...yeah, time for her to do so. To keep things 'as they used to' won't do any good-- nay, it's an attempt to reconnect lost limbs.
I understand she might feel equally upset and devastated (......lover aside) by all these, but... yeah.
Bubbles : You know what they say; projection, projection. (In certain areas of psychology, it was said that the fear of the Shadow of themselves, that is, people's bad aspects, often manifested in hatred of the same quality in other people, Iseul style. Not to mention the exaggeration and hyperbolic sensitivity...which is another matter entirely.)
So sorry about the car. Hope they are now alright?
Val : I'm so, so sorry. Huge hugs and warm thoughts for you.
You, milady, are a strong lady. Do not let anyone else make you feel otherwise. At least in my eyes, the shits you don't want that were dealt to you is like, 50 times shittier than my shade of shit. That's horrible as shit.That'd also make you tough as nails. But you are still, human. Cry. Cry if you want to, cry if you cannot hold it, cry if you feel like it-- let it out.
About your co-worker; I know it's going to feel like years, but may I suggest holding on for another week? (and keep your distance, etc, etc) As much as I'd like to kick him out, I doubt you'll be grateful for the loss of hands. (I know, maybe we should cut his hands and reanimate it with voodoo?) He might be 'interested' at your cousin....but I might be being a paranoid generalizing jerk atm.
I'm glad your husband decided to help.
