Pulling Myself Together

I’ve talked to you and talked to my therapist, and feel better.

Still, the “they/them” statements from the other night bothered me.  I’ve been isolated for much of the past few months and felt perfectly okay.  Since returning to school, surrounded by people, I’ve often felt more alone than I have in a long time.  I needed to reconnect.

With that in mind I decided to walk to my AA meeting today.  I haven’t been in awhile because my mother has been using my car, and I’ve been too physically weak to walk.  But I’ve been getting stronger, able to eat a little more, and decided to go for it.  It was exhausting, but worth it.  I shared with them about the experience I had, and that I needed to be a part of a “we” and “us.”  They got it right away, and I no longer feel so alone.

You have all bolstered my spirits this week, and I’m grateful.  I wanted you to know that.

Here’s hoping this week is better.  And if it isn’t, I’ll think of you and that will pull me through.


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2 Responses to Pulling Myself Together

  1. Tony LaRocca says:

    Isolation can be one of the worst feelings in the universe. Well, that and not being able to find a bathroom when you really need one. Still, I’m sorry you’re going through so much my friend. You’re a strong person, thank you for being around.

  2. swisslet says:

    I know you’re strong. Strong enough to get through this, anyway and probably one of the strongest people I know. Oh, and you’re definitely not alone. I’m 4,000 miles away, but also pretty close. The internet is amazing like that. Wheezy is even closer. Just look on your cushion.

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