Feeling unsure, a bit disgusted, my eyeballs are sore from the screen, heartbroken, so confused, desperate to go to a grief counselor and just start sorting through stuff. The cat dying has opened up all my other losses and things that I am still grieving. Does grieving ever stop? I feel like I've been mourning stuff...like EVERYTHING, since I was 19, and I'm 39 now. Feeling unsure if that is normal...to be grieving so much? I guess it comes in waves, so I'm not actually grieving all the time, just in dribs and drabs, as much as I can handle. I miss my kitten. It still feels so strange to come home and realize that she isn't there, that she's gone...forever. The house feels empty without her initially. I miss her so much.
My heart feels expanded despite being broken. I am glad to be home. It was a long day at work, and had some pretty yuck, smelly, grotty customers that made me want to get drunk to wipe the memory of working with them. I'm glad I finally got to see Kim Salmon play at my local hangout place. Made some new friends, so I hope to see them both again. I made it through the day and laughed a lot, as well as played with the new woman at work. I'm really loving my job at the moment, though some customers make it unpleasant at times.
I feel like I need to journal so much, I have not been doing it regularly in ages, and feel a bit backed up with emotional stuff, and I seem to be feeling hollow and angst a lot lately. Feeling sleepy now...I'm going to bed. Goodnight all. :)