Thursday, May 13, 2010


Woke up shaky. Did my leg lifts, ate a couple of nuts, trying to get the metabolism up. Indifferent success -- still shaky a couple hours later.

Got a bunch more stuff moved last night. Some of it was moving stuff out of Tim's. That was...painful. So many good memories, and they all hurt now.

Opened up an email he'd sent me a month or two ago about a big upcoming SCA event I need to register for. First two words were 'Morning love!'. Almost broke me again.

So much pain.


Just had to go have a cry. Not a good cry -- you feel better after those.


I'm having a sale in my shop. Somehow even without having to pay an exorbitant rent I seem to still not have enough money. Well, I haven't had a lot of spare energy to do much with it, so that should come as no surprise, but I'm still broke.

This _will_ get better. It has to. I can't keep up with days like this.


eileen said...

Hang in there Kate. I've experienced that kind of lasts a while - but eventually - it does get more bearable - at least in longer and longer spurts.

Kate said...

Today's a little better. One day at a time. I know I keep saying that, but it keeps being true too.

eileen said... day at a time is the only way to get through it.

I remember feeling like my chest was going to seize up - I actually felt like I was having a heart attack or like the breath was being crushed out of me.

A year later, I still feel it, but, it doesn't crush me constantly like it did this time last year.