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#100: October 14, 2021, 09:12:52 AM
Tornup - The relationship I initially had with my MIL was complicated. Luckily, because my MIL stopped drinking and owned her failures that helped. Once she started being a M and grandma in the truest sense and her actions aligned with her true core, then things changed for the better and she and I became very close.

My M - that is a different story. Our relationship was always very close. I admire my M and always have. But, MLC certainly was a bit of a game changer.

Part of this goes back to college. I suffered from a severe bought of depression brought on by what took them months to figure out. I had a severe B12 deficiency that brought on exhaustion and it created this vicious cycle of me going from a student who was used to taking 19-21 credit hours a semester, working a job and carrying straight A's in my classes to not being able to get out of bed and go to classes regularly. The depression came from suddenly functioning the way I was used to and not knowing why I was so tired. When they couldn't find anything wrong for months, I thought I was going crazy. They didn't test for B-12 on 20 year olds back then. When they figured it out after months and months of testing, I finally started to feel like myself. But in the interim, they had me in seeing an IC, who said she didn't believe my issues were mental by any stretch, but I saw her faithfully for months to keep myself from falling deeper while they tried to figure it out. I fought my way back after that was figured out and still graduated at the top of my class. I have always had fight in me.

For my parents, this was a horrible time. My F let go of it. My M, I know that bubbles up for her if she thinks there is any sign of me being down. She worries. Unfortunately, when BD hit, it brought back those protective instincts in her. And I think sometimes when I show any signs of being down, or aggravated, even for a short time, it brings out this fear in my M that I am going down the rabbit hole.

The truth is before MLC, I really only had "normal" ups and downs.

After that college experience and prior to MLC, I vowed no matter what, I was never going to go down that path again. If I felt down for any reason for an extended time, I would seek help. I didn't like feeling that way in college and so, for me BD really took me down. Especially the second BD. I did seek counseling and they put me on anti depressants for a short time after that, but it was different. I am very regimented about my B12 and knowing my body etc. - BD was a whole different situation and it has taken me time to realize that. I don't think my M understands how incredibly different it is - it is not the same experience at all and I wouldn't wish it on her to truly grasp it, TBH.

From my M's perspective, I can see why she has these what I would say are "knee jerk" reactions. She watched me be mentally be beaten down and even I didn't know if I could get through an hour of my day some days.

The problem lies in that I am not that person at all anymore. I have done the work I needed to do to move past that and have faced my own issues. I have made changes and embraced who I was before BD. I am back to being more true to myself on many levels.

I have changed and my M has changed some. I can't control her behaviors, but I can work on modifying mine when it comes to her. I realize that because she is in part overly concerned and will never grasp my situation with my Xh. I am going to have to adapt and try not and share some of my frustrations. It only creates problems for us and it is in part because it is something she can't possibly understand. I have to change what I share with her.

I also know that the pandemic and the time up until the surgery for my M were very difficult on her. She lost a great deal of confidence in herself and her personality changed some. But, in the past month, now that my M can drive again and her sight has improved dramatically, both kids noted, as did my F, my sister and I that she is starting to act more like she once did. I don't expect it to magically all go back to the way things were, but she seems more like herself too - so maybe that will help level things out between the two of us again.

As for the BS with Xh. I am over it - LOL. I am on a different path and it was like tripping and falling into a bush with prickers on it along my path. I have regrouped and am going to enjoy my little part of the world.  :)
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#101: October 14, 2021, 12:04:36 PM
 Sounds like a lot of love from your Mom. Also, very few get the MLC aspect and I wouldn’t have either if I hadn’t tried to figure out the crazy behavior and change, so I can see why people want to shake us and tell us not to be fools. It has taken me 10 months to get to a place where XH every actions don’t throw me into a downfall. Finally, starting to let go. Still have some bombs that have set me off, but I no longer linger in pain.

Thank you for explaining. Makes so much more sense!!!
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#102: October 15, 2021, 07:20:19 PM
And a B12 deficiency in and of itself can cause depression even if your grades and performance didn't change because of some other reactions in the body that are dependent on B12 and affect the brain. All the more reason for her to not correlate the B12 deficiency time with depression due to life circumstances.

But sorry to hear that she is still concerned.
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Re: Every Storm Runs Out of Rain - 7
#103: October 16, 2021, 11:28:53 AM
Reinventing - That was certainly my experience and it is something that seemed to come out of nowhere. I had a really balanced diet, even in college. When they finally decided 6 months or so in to add that to the many blood panels I had taken, it was a shock. That test was literally one the doctor figured while they were at it, to just throw it in because everything was coming back completely normal. I recall the doctor being shocked that my number was in the 20's when normal ranges run about 200-900. Fortunately, for years I have been able to regulate it orally and haven't had to rely on injections. Once it leveled out, it was amazing how much it had been affecting me. Things I hadn't realized, like my hair had become brittle, joint pain, etc. Those things that we chalked up to stress. I now can tell when my levels might be off ever so slightly if I have gotten relaxed about taking my B12. And, I have it as a necessary routine check in my files.

Logically, I think my M knows my depression was rooted in the B12 deficiency and really more of a physical response, than MLC BD type of depression, but it is hard to sometimes separate those things out when you worry. And my M is a worrier as it is. I suppose it is a bit of PTSD on her part. And, I am not going to change her perspective or get her to relax about it. She is going to be 80 next month and I think it is probably easier for me to adapt my approach to this situation. It isn't that I can't talk to her about things, but I think I need to be more mindful of when I have those moments and not necessarily share some of those things with her.

Last night I attended the first college art show there has been in over 18 months. It seemed so weird. By the time I had gotten there the event had cleared out except for a handful of students and my one colleague. In the past we would have all gone out to dinner afterwards, but everyone was busy. Frankly, I was grateful to be in and out of there for the night. I was distracted anyways by someone else. And, in all honesty it was nice. I was having fun and would have chosen that fun over going out last night.

What did happen though at the art opening was something that really took me by surprise. I walked in to see a young woman who looked familiar but I couldn't place her. For one, the mask threw me, but it was more than that. She was one of my former students from about a year before Covid struck. She was talented, and quirky, but extremely meek and timid on many levels. She truly was very naive and behaved in some ways socially as if she were in early middle school. And, I remember she wore pajamas to class most days. No make up and her hair was just pulled back. She wasn't depressed, but looking back now, I think she was just afraid to be noticed. Yet it was funny, because in many ways she was noticed more for her dress in her "comfy clothes" than she would have been if she had even come in costume. And, she wasn't the only kid who showed up in PJs or sweats. It was just that was her "uniform".

Not last night. There she stood with a new hairstyle. She had dyed it to a lovely color and pulled back. Full make-up and dressed up in a manner that was really very age appropriate for a 20 something year old, yet, she had her own style - it was not a trendy mall look. She looked fantastic and then when she spoke she was outgoing and social. She was giving people tours of the work and explaining things. I looked at my colleague and he saw the shock. He asked me if I knew her. I laughed and said yes, but I would have never ever guessed she would have blossomed like this.

My colleague went off for a bit to answer some questions, but he wanted to catch up and I had a package for him from my F, so he asked me to wait for him. I sat outside and the student came out. I told her how impressed I was with her and she was so excited to tell me something. She started out with something along the lines of "do you remember a conversation you had with the students about when you were in college and forcing yourself to get up every morning and making yourself put on makeup and dress clothes, even if you had been up all night"? I had to laugh to myself. First of all, I can say that during that whole B12 episode that was part of what had me reeling - when I did get out of bed for classes, it was something that tipped off the one professor who saw me falling apart - it was that I was showing up to classes in sweats and no make up. It was a shocking change.

I don't recall the exact conversation I had with that student or others. I am an open book with most of my students in terms of not being afraid to share with them things I have learned. The dressing up part was no doubt a discussion about treating my school like a job and it was in part a mindset for myself. I felt better when I put the effort in. And I found my professors took me more seriously when I presented myself differently than the average college student rolling in after an all nighter. But it was more than that for me. I found that sometimes dressing up, and I still do, can alter my mood and sometimes allow me to look confident and fool even myself sometimes, when I am not feeling terribly confident.

And, I am sure part of the conversation I probably had with these students, because after this student mentioned it, I recall the makeup of that class and one student in particular would always very sincerely ask me about my clothes choices. She was always commenting on how put together I was. That always made me laugh because that class timing was an early morning after teaching a night class, so those mornings were often rushed and my choices were often on the fly. Along the lines of "yup, those shoes will work" today, as I ran out the door.

What came after the initial question from this student was her telling me that there were many times she took my advice to heart. Artistically, as well as those seemingly just extraneous conversations that I often don't think are terribly important in the grand scheme of teaching my students. But, it would seem this made some impact on her I never could have predicted.

She had once told me that she was afraid that dressing up in any manner would call unwanted attention to her from men. She liked men, but she was afraid of them. I never pushed her as to why. I am not sure if there is some very deep reason or if it was my gut telling me that based on what I did know, was that her M was very protective of her and kept her very sheltered for whatever reason. Apparently, that topic had been covered after class one day in a conversation which I vaguely recalled and it was after I had a problem with a drunken idiot at Walmart, who was being rather fresh in line and getting too close. I stepped back and put my weight down on his instep with my stiletto and told him if he came any closer that my aim would be somewhere else. His friend had apologized, etc. My response to these young women who had hung after class was something along the lines of there are always going to be idiots - male or female and not to forget that there are as many if probably not more really good people out there who would never behave that way.

This student informed me that during Covid and the shutdown she really started to think about being isolated because of the pandemic and for her it really wasn't a huge change. I wasn't sure what she was getting at and then she said it dawned on her she didn't really care for being alone and isolated in that manner, but it was no different than the isolation she created by hiding in PJs and in her own shell. She said it was then she decided to go out of her comfort zone and she is loving this new version of herself. She is still shy and yet, she exudes this confidence now that is just amazing. I told her as much.

It is one of those moments that made me perhaps push myself out of my own comfort zone and be more forward. I know - people often think I can be very blunt and straight forward, but there are parts of me that are still incredibly shy and fearful. I have been afraid to maybe know the answers to things. That fear of rejection bubbles up more than I care to admit. Funny thing is, I am now mad at myself for not trusting my gut and allowing those monkeys to play with my thoughts the past few months.

I came home to find S's current roommate and his former roommate standing in the driveway with S. The current roommate, I had not met, but had been assured by S's former roommate and S, whose opinions on people carry a great deal of weight, was a really good guy. The amusing thing to me is that these roommates of S's didn't know each other before college, yet grew up a couple of towns away from one another. Now the one lives near us and this one is looking to relocate here.

S had to work this morning, and his GF was off to get a manicure. I came downstairs and the roommate who I have only briefly met the night before was here by himself. I asked him if he wanted coffee and he lit up. We sat in the kitchen and had a nice talk and I can see why S and his former roommate like this guy. I warned him that D is the velociraptor to watch out for. She had gone to her BF's last night, so she didn't encounter him. S's former roommate was coming through the door as we were discussing D and he laughed. D likes this young man and he is like a second B to her. He laughed and said that if D likes someone she is sweet as can be but will also mercilessly joke with you sometimes. It was about an hour later D showed up with her BF and she clearly was doing a quick assessment and made her decision. It turns out that this young man also wrestled in high school and D's BF did as well. They hit it off immediately. The whole scenario just made me smile. This house used to be filled with laughter prior to MLC where both kids had friends that they both got along with.

Next weekend, S will be traveling with both of the "roommates" back to their home state. I asked what was going on and they are picking up more things for the one young man who moved here, but they have a plan to visit some creamery that is supposed to be fantastic.

I am glad for the group today, but I am liking this idea of having a weekend where the kids are off doing other things. LOL
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Re: Every Storm Runs Out of Rain - 7
#104: October 17, 2021, 07:36:05 PM
I was a bit shocked when S asked about the wedding I was invited to. He knew the invitation had said "plus guest" but he hadn't asked about it since the invite had come in the mail. I was getting ready to change my clothes for the event and S paused. He asked why I hadn't invited someone very specific. I explained they were busy for one, but I had also considered it would be very overwhelming to be brought to an event where I wasn't even sure what to expect. S hadn't realized that my other friend who was invited was going alone, as her H had to work most of the day and we decided to go as one another's "plus one". Before I explained that was going on, S right away said he would go with me. I thought he was kidding. S hates getting dressed up - especially for weddings. I wondered what had brought this on and he was worried I would feel weird being the only single woman at the table. After telling him my friend was going to be there, he laughed and said he was glad, but he would have gone. He said he even would have danced, which made me ask him if he had been sniffing diesel fumes. He gave me a hug and said no, he was just being a good son.

The weather cleared up, and the event was lovely - I will admit. My friend and I were seated with another couple. It was kind of funny in that my friend knew the W from years ago and she didn't know the H. I knew the H, as he was my cousin's best friend growing up but I didn't know his W. Yet, we all hung out in the same circles of friends back then. Not sure how we all didn't somehow know each other.

After all of the ceremonial things and dinner, the DJ started up and my friend and the W took off for the dance floor. My cousin's friend gave me a look and said I was always out dancing when we were growing up - what was going on. I explained that I love dancing, just not necessarily at weddings that play the "Chicken Dance" or the "Hokey Pokey" type music. In fact, I tend to not be one who wants to just dance to the traditional wedding playlist. I was content sitting and watching. It was at that point a man came over and asked me to slow dance. I declined. My cousin's friend gave me a look again. I laughed and said he clearly had not been paying attention. It was a relatively small wedding. That man - yah, he was not a wedding guest, but a hotel guest that had just shown up at the open bar and slid into the room when the lights were turned down for the dance floor. I wasn't terribly comfortable with that situation. When my cousin's friend's W and my friend returned to the table, he asked if they knew the guy. My friend laughed right away and said she saw him when she came in and he was asking the front desk if there was a wedding going on. She was pretty sure he wasn't on the guest list and then asked why. She laughed and said it was probably a good call on my part.

It was then someone else I knew came over. I haven't seen them in a long time. Not a good friend, but an acquaintance. They stopped and said they had just heard I was divorced. My friend, who doesn't particularly care for this person and who always has my back, snapped back, saying that is really old news. I wanted to burst out laughing, because this person likes to stir the pot. It was then she made a snarky remark before seeing someone else she just had to talk to - the comment was along the lines of how I must really never want to get married again and inferred I had my one shot. I gave my friend a look and rolled my eyes. We laughed as she walked away and my friend was looking at me to make sure that I was really okay. She could tell I really was not phased by the woman and her idiotic statement. She and I have never really talked about how I feel about marriage as a whole. She wasn't prying but she asked me if the wedding was difficult for me. It wasn't. A few years ago, the first wedding I attended was brutally painful, but it was for a young woman who had been the flower girl at my wedding to Xh. Since then, I am usually happy for the people getting married. I like seeing happy couples.

The conversation turned to my friend asking me if I would consider getting married again. I wasn't upset by her questions, simply because I have known her since we were in middle school. Her questions are always from the heart and never any malice or just to be nosy. She and her H are so well suited for one another and she said to me a couple of weeks ago she so wishes I could find that happiness and someone worthy of my love. I didn't hesitate to answer. I told her I thrive in a monogamous relationship. I like commitment, but I would never just commit to someone to have someone. That person would have to be very special and want the same thing. As far as marriage - that made me laugh only in that I said to her that there was no way I was ever going to be convinced to go the route of this wedding, which was small, but I told her I would not want the grand fanfare again, that is for sure. She laughed and said my first wedding was very small and intimate and would I go smaller than that? I have no clue - for one, I explained to her that marriage is not off the table, but I am not sure it would be on the table. I think that confused her at first. I said I couldn't answer that because it isn't even something on my radar as such. Would I marry again? I am not opposed to it, but it depends on so many things. One being, it would depend on that other person. I told her the only thing I really wanted in the long term sense is a partner and a commitment to be partners. Beyond that, I can't say yes or no to that question. She smiled and said that was a fair answer.

I drove home and thought about the wedding. It was the right thing for this friend. She and her H are clearly in love and it was what she had always wanted - a big party. I am happy for her. That was never me and never would be me.

When I came through the door, S asked how things went. I relayed a couple of funny things and said it was a nice event, but I was frankly happy to be home. When I mentioned the wedding playlist - S laughed and said he is glad he didn't have to make good on that offer to take me.

I was honestly happy to be home and had it been earlier, I would have lit a fire in the fire pit and then perhaps danced in the moonlight. Luckily, the forecast looks good and maybe in a couple of nights that can happen.  :)
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Re: Every Storm Runs Out of Rain - 7
#105: October 18, 2021, 10:34:22 AM
I was on my way to the wedding and chose to drive by a family friend's house, as I hadn't been that way in a long time. I saw she had put out her array of pumpkins and smiled.

I have run into the M over the past few years and she knows all too well what went down with Xh. Her kids and mine were thick as thieves for years. S is still very close to the eldest S. D's BF is friends with the other S and coaches the youngest S. The daughter, she and D were close growing up and have drifted apart in terms of interests, but they get along very well.

D had just run into the M a few days ago and she sent her regards.

As I drove by, I thought of the many parties we attended there. D had gone to countless tea parties and the like. S had gone to birthday parties and then of course came graduation parties for all but the youngest, who is in his senior year this year.

I thought about how things changed drastically with Xh. He used to go and have a great time, but then MLC hit and he refused to go to any social event with me. I struggled through several of them on my own or with the kids during the hardest months, but this family always just gave me a hug and welcomed me and tried to behave as normally as possible. They made huge efforts to not somehow make me or the kids feel like life had to change just because our lives were imploding at the time. And the M knew I needed those moments where I could just exist without people asking me if I was okay. She had encountered me on and off during MLC and knew there were times where she rushed in and gave me a hug as I was clearly going to fall apart and cry. I never felt uncomfortable around her, where as with some people the tears would bubble up at the worst times and it felt like they didn't know how to react. She just did.

With the kids going off to college, etc, life has been hectic. The last Halloween party they had I couldn't go and both kids were at college. Her own kids were all over the state and life just changed for everyone. Covid just made it even more difficult.

As I drove by, I smiled and thought about those Halloween parties. They were so simple. They held them in the barn and would have food and hot apple cider along with adult beverages. There was always a bonfire and a hayride through the fields. I was thinking about how much I missed those little social events.

I know from the last time that I ran into the M, that her two boys moved back and the D is looking to possibly buy a farm around the corner from my house. I am tickled at that idea since I know the owners are at a point where they can't maintain it. It is the right owner for that property.

This morning, I had a message waiting for me on Facebook and I laughed. There was an invite to the rebooted Halloween party and a note that they would so love to see me and to bring a guest if I like. I responded that I would put it on my calendar and at the very least make an appearance.

I need this type of normal. I like running around and exploring. I like my projects and keeping busy, but I have been craving some simple things. And honestly that was part of the conversation last night with my friend. She was talking about how she and her H just like spending time together, even if it is in the back yard working along side of one another. She is well aware of my former social life with Xh and some of the events we went to. She asked if I missed those things. I had to laugh and told her that no, honestly they are fun to do once in awhile, like the wedding was, but I really would like to get to a point where time with anyone special could include things like making dinner and just simple things. She laughed and said I was getting old. Yah - perhaps.  ::)
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#106: October 19, 2021, 02:26:40 AM
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This morning, I had a message waiting for me on Facebook and I laughed. There was an invite to the rebooted Halloween party and a note that they would so love to see me and to bring a guest if I like. I responded that I would put it on my calendar and at the very least make an appearance.

Ironic how the universe sometimes steps in and seems to know what we are thinking and needing and drops it on our doorstep, all wrapped in a pretty ribbon, isn't it?



I need this type of normal. I like running around and exploring. I like my projects and keeping busy, but I have been craving some simple things. And honestly that was part of the conversation last night with my friend. She was talking about how she and her H just like spending time together, even if it is in the back yard working along side of one another. She is well aware of my former social life with Xh and some of the events we went to. She asked if I missed those things. I had to laugh and told her that no, honestly they are fun to do once in awhile, like the wedding was, but I really would like to get to a point where time with anyone special could include things like making dinner and just simple things. She laughed and said I was getting old. Yah - perhaps.  ::)

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Re: Every Storm Runs Out of Rain - 7
#107: October 19, 2021, 11:50:35 AM
Yes, UrsaMajor - the universe does sometimes give us good surprises.  ;)

These parties were always fun because they weren't some forced situation where people felt pressure to dress up in costumes. If you did - great, there was a costume contest for the adults and kids, but no one gave you a hard time if you weren't dressed up. TBH, it was a way for many of us back then to allow the kids to get in their costumes and to play outside or in the barns. The parents would set up games and had spooky areas for the kids who wanted to be frightened and other areas safe for little kids or those who preferred a more sedate event.

For the adults, we could visit and the adults that were there were all good about keeping tabs on all of the kids. We took turns and knew each kid there.

Some of the best times S had were playing amongst the hay bales that they had in the upper barn. D remembers the bonfires and s'mores.

I have no intention of getting into a costume for this event - at least not right now. I am honestly liking the idea of putting on a pair of jeans, a big fuzzy sweater and some boots. If required a pair of gloves and a jacket - IDK. Or maybe it's jeans, sweatshirt and sneakers. Either way, it is more of a country fall gathering the way I am viewing it.

I often found that those events took so much time to get the kids in costume that I had no energy or desire to put on any costume of my own.

But, who knows. Maybe the creative mood will hit and I will do something unexpected. LOL

The thing that made me laugh was S asked if I had been invited. I said I had and he told me he drove by there the other day and had such a huge smile on his face recalling those parties. He said he was excited to see the invite come in as well. S then remarked that he is glad I am going and am not avoiding places just because Xh used to be part of that mix many years ago. I told him that I have nice memories from then, but I really want to make new memories and am not going to somehow grab some of those old memories of Xh. In fact, if anything, the best memories I have of those events are more about the kids all having a good time and I more specifically just remember the autumn air and being on that farm. I didn't tell him, but I honestly don't really recall many things about Xh at those events. There are other places I can recall snippets, but I think the only thing I remember about Xh at these parties was he liked this one dessert someone always brought, although I can not recall what it was.

For one, I blocked some of those Halloween memories with Xh from my mind. There were some Halloween moments that I put on a good facade. In fact, the one year I did dress up when MLC was on our doorstep, it was a night when Xh told me - after BD 1, that he was going to divorce me. I came through the door from work and the kids were getting ready to go out trick or treating. He just hit me with that nugget and all I could do was go into autopilot, because in the next breath he was on the opposite side of things and wondering if I was going to be ready to go behave like a family, as it had been our tradition to go out with the kids for years. I came up with an impromptu costume only because I needed to hide my tear stained cheeks. I can remember that night so incredibly vividly in terms of the weather and the smell of the leaves. Every step between each house seemed like miles. The small village blocks with 6 houses felt more like walking a NYC block.

One of the last Halloweens, right before Xh moved out, D was invited to a party for her cross country team. Xh went out in costume for the first time ever to meet up with Schmoopie at a hotel party. I can't tell you when he dragged his butt home. I know I took D to the event and picked her up. I don't know what happened in between. I was a shell of myself at that point.

I don't get upset now that these holidays roll around. I thought at one point that the holidays would always be ruined, as Xh liked to drop little bombs along the way and holidays were big days for him. I have slowly adapted to the holidays and the changes that have been made.

It dawned on me today though, that I am really ready this year specifically to put those past holidays far behind me. I want new memories and to share them with someone else in some capacity. It is not even about the specific days. Maybe it is just a desire to move on and not force the holidays as such, but embrace the changes that may come and holidays are part of the changes. IDK. There is definitely a different shift in my mentality this year more than the past couple of years. Maybe it is just because I am that much happier. I can only see what I want and not what I had.
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