She’s only 3, Dragonfly, so it’s a hard thing to adapt to.
A conversation with a chum yesterday came out of gossiping about two mutual friends. We are fond of them both but have decided to call them The Rigidity Sistets bc they have a very particular window on the world. And of course they dislike each other heartily lol. She said, en passant, how lucky she feels to have an ability to appreciate the good in a given moment even when other things are not so great....and that it is something we have in common. And she’s right.
So, in that spirit, Gracie and medication was a bit of a struggle for a couple of days. I don’t know if she or me were more stressed about it tbh. But I found a way (please don’t laugh too much
).....I put a small amount mixed with the liquid food on a dish, lie on the kitchen rug with her, we exchange a couple of head boops and some admiring chat, I hand feed a couple of mouthfuls and we’re off to the races. Much relief for her and me
idk what the cause is, idk if it can be fixed by meds....and it is a bit too early to tell....but I can see that she is more Gracie-like, less tentative in herself, more playful. So, for now, things are ok
Gracie says I need to go to the post office and then come back to chillax with her (which usually involves me working and her asleep on a chair close by lol), so i’ll leave it at that. All shall be well, all shall be well and all manner of thing shall be well....just important to stop and look at those things, isn’t it, regardless of the other stuff?
T: 18 M: 12 (at BD) No kids.
H diagnosed with severe depression Oct 15. BD May 16. OW since April 16, maybe earlier. Silent vanisher mostly.
Divorced April 18. XH married ow 6 weeks later.
"Option A is not available so I need to kick the s**t out of Option B" Sheryl Sandberg