Hey reader. Woke up recently with an awful dream. I was having a normal day and then I checked my email.
It was someone mocking me for losing my husband. And telling me it was what I deserved. So thattttssss nice.
If someone has to email me to hurt me, I'm not reading it.
The dream hurt so bad I woke up. Felt nauseous.
I'm trying, reader, to be ok. I lost my rock and I feel adrift in the world. However I know my ancestors ain't gonna let me falter and wilt.
A coworker asked me about remarrying and I told him I have no idea. Like. It's one of the farthest things from my mind right now. He had had the same thoughts but he never has been married legally so he wanted to know. He's currently a step in being a father figure but the kid is like 11 I think? And she's autistic. Andddd yeah.
I've known people to remarry 3 months after the passing. It's a lil icky.
Either icky or codependent I suppose. Maybe the palm reader is wrong and I will be an old maid. Lol.
Who knows. C'est La Vie. La vie. La vie.
S
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