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Aug 02, 2021, 02:08 PM
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The feelings of aggression and violence have passed. Something about doing laundry is so unpleasant. We have communal laundry on each floor and it's such an ordeal, slamming doors, locking up, organizing coins, detergent strips, timing it all, the dryer at eleventy-hundred degrees no matter what setting, hauling the heavy clothes up and down the haul, remembering my mask...
It's a nightmare.
I even ordered a portable washer online for light things to use in the privacy of my own home but it was a scam and they just sent me a pail!
I feel better because i set up my indoor garden that i've been dreading but it was easy so that's one more thing off my endless to-do list.
My dog and i are getting along fine again. I guess i just spent too much time away from home and things slid. Now that i'm back organized i feel better.
I'm sleeping well so i don't know why i feel so exhausted. I guess just the emotional rollercoaster of the excitement and then the seismic disappointment of the relationship imploding and starting working-out, gently as it may be.
Being three rejectOR is only slightly less painful than being the rejectEE. And i miss him... I'm back to feeling all alone and that there's no one to share the great art i like with...
Should i try and repair the relationship?
Hugs,
Sweet Jane.
Last edited by Anonymous41462; Aug 02, 2021 at 02:23 PM.
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