I guess that when I go to have my ink touched up on Friday I can get C to add another bird to it. Why? Because this evening I found out that I’ve been left behind by another friend. He decided that life was simply too much.
I found out right before I got home and before I could even let it sink in I walked into a hostile environment where I was verbally attacked (a blog post all on it’s own) when all I wanted was to be left alone, to try wrap my head around it. I think the last time I was so emotionally overwhelmed with grief and anger that I didn’t even feel my knuckles connect with the wall (which are now bruised and possibly broken) was the last time I’d lost a friend.
I’ve had some time to let it sink in now. I spent an hour crying at the park while Fysh played on all the park things. Then another good breakdown in the kitchen. I’m sure the tears will attack at the most random and inconvenient times for a while still. I’mtrying to remember the good things but it’s tough right now.
Grateful to have my minion who crawled up onto my lap now and told me he loves me to infinity and beyond. He’s my light in the dark.