But spouse was interested, so it was on. We are in California under that dome of smoke, which made it dinner time, and we ate together (and kept it down) because that's the way we roll. As soon as dinner was over, though, I fled for another room.
Which didn't stop my overhearing things, but at least reduced the stress. For now, I'm writing as a form of self-care, but will still keep my thoughts to myself.
*gratefully welcomes positive thoughts and hugs*
The kind of comfort I need doesn't come so much from reading or watching. That just plasters over the discomfort with a façade of happy happy joy joy. It's more important for me to get it out -- thus, putting down words and getting my discomfort out there where kind folks like you can empathize -- so it doesn't fester inside me. That's the sort of stuff that leads to bitterness I want no part of.
Not my idea, either
Which didn't stop my overhearing things, but at least reduced the stress. For now, I'm writing as a form of self-care, but will still keep my thoughts to myself.
*gratefully welcomes positive thoughts and hugs*
The kind of comfort I need doesn't come so much from reading or watching. That just plasters over the discomfort with a façade of happy happy joy joy. It's more important for me to get it out -- thus, putting down words and getting my discomfort out there where kind folks like you can empathize -- so it doesn't fester inside me. That's the sort of stuff that leads to bitterness I want no part of.