Thank you for the hugs--they were much needed!

I think part of it is that I get tired of wearing the mask of Everything Is Fine when what I want is to lay my head on a shoulder and weep...not for any serious, gut-wrenching problems, but those times when we tire of being brave.
Does that make sense?

Feeling better is on its way; I know it.
It always is. That said, I wish it would hurry up.
Of course it will arrive when my heart is ready.
I've learned, at least for me, that if my usual safety net things don't help, it's time for some honest thinking.
Things could be worse, etc.. I know this also.

But I don't want to be denied the right to feel blue or down in the dumps--ya can find some treasures in the dumps--when what I'm feeling is grief.
There are folks who immediately assume you are on the verge of a disaster if you have a simple case of the blues. I do understand their worry/reaction, but its tough. It is tough on everyone for different reasons...

Perhaps that's part of what you mean about a normal life?
Thank you, gimmeice!
It looks like I'm starting another evolution...I've observed and absorbed and maybe it is melding.
Oh Joy

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