Adam informed me that he has a new imaginary friend. "His name is Hank. I call him Hanky." I busted up laughing. If you have never read "Hank the Cowdog" books or listened to them on CD, then you won't understand. Hank is a stupid, cowardly dog who thinks he is the smartest and bravest dog on the planet. He gets into scrapes and never learns. His sidekick is Drover, and his voice sounds like someone who's shivering and constipated. So, Adam now has adventures with an idiot and imaginary dog. I cannot wait for the future.
I am feeling slightly better-ish. I found my sample of Digest Zen essential oils and it helped this morning.
I just erased a rant that didn't make me feel better. Right now I am so angry; I want the feeling to go away. I'm trying to make it go away; it just isn't happening. I guess that's because the underlying hurt is too deep to heal. I need a miracle that I just will not get because this is my trial--not feeling what I want to feel, not thinking what I want to think, not being the person inside of me screaming to get out. "Just choose to be different." Gee thanks for the advice. Why don't you tell a cancer patient it's all in their head and that they need to just choose to not be sick?
Sounds like your having fun with the made up friend. Haven't had to deal with that as of yet. I Love the family picture. I wish there were things that could be said to help you feel better. Just now there are people out there that do care for you. Me included.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry, Michelle. That sounds horrible, truly. I hope something can work to make you feel more like you.
ReplyDeleteIt's like you said Michelle, the anger isn't the "real" you, it's a symptom. I hope soon the stomach flu goes away and that you are able to feel more like your talented, compassionate self.
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