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Disappointed, insulted, and stepping back to see the bigger picture I'm thankful. It'll sting for a minute but it could be clearing the path.

Disappointed, insulted, and stepping back to see the bigger picture I'm thankful. It'll sting for a minute but it could be clearing the path.

I'm a bit sore, seems a friend doesn't remember what she pointed out to me. Also terrified to mention anything because I'm not sure if it's reasonable. At least I know it's okay to be furious about the invalidation that has made it more difficult to interact with other humans...

I'm restless, allergies eased up just enough for me to realize I'm bored but not enough to have energy to do anything about it.

I'm frustrated and unsure if that's even a reasonable reaction tho anything. I'm having a hard time being sure what's inside my head versus what's going on in the real world. Then a resentment flares up, I know where that doubt came from. Pity. I feel pity for the poor sod so full of...

I'm still hiding out, seasonal allergies and the medications for them are taking turns making things weird.

Physically wrecked, mentally hazy and very much aware that my brain is misfiring.

I'm frustrated with impulsive people and their erratic scheduling. The twenty-minutes ahead of time planning is not planning.

It's a fidgety discomfort, some bored lonely stuck feeling because I've spent four days at home with half the paperwork for one car and the rest of the paperwork for another. It'll be solved in the morning.

I'm down and sad, attended a memorial service for my dad's cousin today. It involved a lot of shrugs about "how are you holding up?" because I know they mean well in reminding me that I was already grieving about dad when his cousin passed. Empathy is off the charts for extended family, it's...

My brain is cooked, too much paperwork and my mind starts jamming up.

I'm extra skittish, the added worry and attention of people checking up on me and the grieving process is backfiring and I'm frightened instead of comforted. Off to t-time, hoping she has some ideas.

Less tension, still exhausted from dad's 'celebration of life' service yesterday but I'm doing reasonably okay.. I'm glad my friends were there, very grateful to have some amazingly supportive chosen family and friend-in-laws. Tired and I want ice cream.

@gizmo you're an amazing friend and I think you know how much I appreciate it. You're beyond awesome. I'm more comfortable with everything. My p-doc and I spoke about how this sadness is very different than depression, and both he and my T helped me be more relaxed about the 'celebration of...

Thanks @gizmo because it'll be a shaky hug. I zoned out for a good portion of the day, whatever happened in those missing hours made my muscles tense and sore.

I'm self conscious after a friend mentioned that some of the grief reactions may not be healthy.

Thanks @gizmo I couldn't figure out what I forgot this morning, I missed the doughnut! If only the mental numb made the physical stuff ease up, the way my muscles ache I'm pretty sure I'm doing superhero feats of strength while zoned out. Back in the real world it's feeding time again. If...

I'd offer y'all hugs but lately I squeeze really tight and start sobbing when I hug anyone. Grief is painful and difficult but I'm okay enough and mom's holding up, we're both seeing ways to help others in this. It's what dad would want, he liked helping people.

I'm not sure why a couple friends keep saying how strong I am... I just keep moving, it's the only way I can figure out to keep the wad of worries from squishing me.

I still reside in the middle of a bunch of pyromaniacs. All I've found is louder sounds, and some ointment if the duck-n-cover muscles get too tense.

Thanks @ladee I really appreciate you being you, you're awesome. @gizmo I'm sure you've heard about the empty chair, if you need a list of expletives and insults I'll be glad to help you tell that nasty maggot what a horrid __stain he was. Hugs, donuts and the fancy coffees- nice and cold and...

Frustrated. I'm sick of repeating myself and my mother isn't.

I'm in the aftermath of fear, which still comes out as physical pain and muscle tension rather than emotion. I'll try to focus on being grateful that really being afraid is such a rarity that I've got no clue on how to manage this or handle things.

It's some different kind of sad, it's not familiar and I don't understand it yet but it's a different type of sad than the usual depressive variety.

Indeed, @gizmo is a million different kinds of awesome. I'm still a bit off balance, had a really intense panic incident yesterday and guess what? That week off of therapy that I figured in to allow for not being told more than twenty minutes in advance about what's going on? It turned into...