It’s been a chaotic month for me. I think I’m finally coming to terms with the changes.
I read a post in one of my pagan groups this morning that made me worried for the poster on several levels.
As I said in a previous post, I often have dreams about “found spaces” in my house. Last night I had another such dream.
Today in a discord server I participate in, someone mentioned they had to mute a channel due to the content within it.
Anxiety brain is often times weird.
Yesterday was the first time I had been out in public during the hours people go out.
Over the last few years, since moving into my current home, I have started to give in to the realization that I can’t do everything on my own.
As I’ve said before, my daughter and I have been on rather terse terms since shortly after lockdown.
I have an in person job interview on Wed. It’s for a job I was fairly certain I had completely blown the initial interview on.
My father was not the best of people. I do question if he was as bad as my narcissistic mother made him to be to garner my devotion to her, but I do know there are things about him that weren’t at all okay in society. However, he did, somehow, manage to instill certain beliefs, traits and ideologies I have followed even to this day.