So, it's been a funny old kind of day...
It seems today has been one of those days where every conversation becomes the deep and meaningful kind. *grins* I'm going to have to listen to some teenybopper pop to counteract it after this. ;)
I kicked things off talking with Mum this morning, sitting on her bed and discussing all sorts of things, but usually returning to the family. And counselling - she and Dad are going to organise an appointment for me through Veteran's Affairs (since I'm entitled to free counselling as the child of a vet) sometime next week. Which is a good thing, even if I only have a couple of sessions - I guess I just need to know I'm okay. I mean, most of the time I can deal, but then there are days like last week, and that scares me, that feeling of spiralling out of control. So, I'm biting the bullet and talking to someone about it. *grins* I'm giving you guys a break - you've all earned it by now.
Something that's been on my mind a lot lately is the fact I don't seem to be able to have a conversation without BRM popping up. *sighs* I so want to move on, to have my closure, but that's not going to happen until he moves out.
And that's looking to have a more definite date. Easter, which is the end of the month. He's decided to quit the teaching job here and move back in with his folks temporarily until he can secure emergency teaching jobs - apparently those are quite well paid and high demand - and find a place of his own. He also went to see a counsellor today, which seemed to go well. And we've had a few talks over the past few days, and made a few things clearer. So it's not over, but I'm feeling more hopeful about a resolution than I have in a long time. More D&M conversations today over lunch after his appointment.
Mel called this afternoon - early this time, to avoid the 2am thing. ;) Talking to Mel always makes me feel lighter, better. Stronger. She believes in me, without putting on the pressure. *grins* No need for the air rifle yet, mate. I wonder sometimes, if the reason why I feel lighter is because I'm putting my weight on her. I hope not.
So. Feeling more at peace. More hopeful. Cautiously so, but. ;) Never trust a newbie writing your life, they like to pull nasty surprises on you. ;)
I kicked things off talking with Mum this morning, sitting on her bed and discussing all sorts of things, but usually returning to the family. And counselling - she and Dad are going to organise an appointment for me through Veteran's Affairs (since I'm entitled to free counselling as the child of a vet) sometime next week. Which is a good thing, even if I only have a couple of sessions - I guess I just need to know I'm okay. I mean, most of the time I can deal, but then there are days like last week, and that scares me, that feeling of spiralling out of control. So, I'm biting the bullet and talking to someone about it. *grins* I'm giving you guys a break - you've all earned it by now.
Something that's been on my mind a lot lately is the fact I don't seem to be able to have a conversation without BRM popping up. *sighs* I so want to move on, to have my closure, but that's not going to happen until he moves out.
And that's looking to have a more definite date. Easter, which is the end of the month. He's decided to quit the teaching job here and move back in with his folks temporarily until he can secure emergency teaching jobs - apparently those are quite well paid and high demand - and find a place of his own. He also went to see a counsellor today, which seemed to go well. And we've had a few talks over the past few days, and made a few things clearer. So it's not over, but I'm feeling more hopeful about a resolution than I have in a long time. More D&M conversations today over lunch after his appointment.
Mel called this afternoon - early this time, to avoid the 2am thing. ;) Talking to Mel always makes me feel lighter, better. Stronger. She believes in me, without putting on the pressure. *grins* No need for the air rifle yet, mate. I wonder sometimes, if the reason why I feel lighter is because I'm putting my weight on her. I hope not.
So. Feeling more at peace. More hopeful. Cautiously so, but. ;) Never trust a newbie writing your life, they like to pull nasty surprises on you. ;)