So last night was rough. Worst one I’ve had in awhile. It’s almost like some kind of protracted panic attack, except for how Ativan doesn’t help. And I’m not gonna lie, it was a little tough to get out of bed this morning. But get up I did, and I showered and I talked to my dad, and I took care of my friend’s cats and I went to work. And I was at job #1 all morning and at job #2 this afternoon, but by the end of the day, when my old boss asked me how I was doing, I could honestly say: “I’m good”.
My grandmother passed away last night.
My cross-country trip had to be totally re-planned.
But I really think it’s all going to be OK.
And in the end, if I can tell someone “I’m good” and actually MEAN it? Then things are very good indeed.
Sorry to hear about you grandmother. It’s amazing how accomplishing the little things makes you feel ok.
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im sorry you had a rough night. a family member dying is never easy
but youve come a long way — im proud of you for being able to come this far and also happy for you that you can say youre good and mean it.
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Sorry to hear about your grandmother, but she will always be with you. And Erin, you will always land on your feet. For the short time we spent together, I know that. Make sure you take care of Erin before anything else. xoxox c
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