Coworker: “How’s that for a non-answer?”
Me: “Well, your non answer is actually a half-non as opposed to a non-non that I keep getting from someone else.”
Coworker: “So a full-non.”
Me: “Yeah, a full-non of emptiness”
Ha ha!! We just make it up as we go along!!
Asked by m4rry
Slowly but surely…. My dad is getting better.
For the first time in a long time my dad felt like getting out and going to the store and bank with me….he can stand and turn and walk a very short distance with a walker… We decided that I would bring an electric cart to the car… Walking across the parking lot is not possible yet…. So I get the cart to the car and it dies! Now I am pushing this thing with my dad across the parking lot so I can get a new one. This guy that works there just watched me…. But this girl named Mary that also worked there (Walmart) came running and helped me push this thing the rest of the way. Once inside… They were out of carts. Mary went to the other side of the store and found us a cart and brought it to us. She was an angel, I’m sure of it. ….and yes…. I called the manager and sang her praises!! It’s not often I am truly touched by someone but she brought tears to my eyes.
Soo true… So I went out on a date and I was a total freak because somehow….it still feels weird. Like I’m out of place… This is normal right? I mean…. I dated someone right after i separated from my ex husband but it turned out to be a very unhealthy release and excuse not to actually connect…at least for me it was. Grrrr. Perhaps I’m reflecting too much! I’ll stop now!
There is definitely something wrong with me….. I cannot forgive or be nice to my ex for even a milli-second! We don’t speak and if he dares…. I tell him to rot in hell fucker… Geez Lisa! And…. I don’t care! I don’t care that I’m a raging bitch when it comes to him…. Yes! That is terrible but I’m admitting it! Out loud!! That’s a step right!??grrrr.
My dad got to eat a 1/2 cup of raviolis today!! He hasn’t had food since February (feeding tube). He was allowed a couple of bites of creamy yogurt last week… And did great. He said it was heaven!! Lol…. He is on a Soft food diet … Very minimal… Plus the feeding tube… But it’s a step in the right direction. Yay!! I’m so happy for him.
I’m never going to be the same. I sometimes wonder if I’m sane. I caught myself thinking about Scott today…. I still don’t understand why he would kill himself. I started looking back through my journal and when I was at my lowest… I wrote goodbye letters to my family…. But I didn’t !! It makes me wonder how low he was… How alone he must have felt. I miss him. He was my friend…and I don’t have many friends.