Aaaah, I give up. When does pseudo-depression cross the line into real depression? Don't give me all the clinical signs. I can go to Google too. I know I'll get through it. I've been through it! Don't worry, I won't do a Margot Kidder or Robert Downey Jr. and end up gibbering on your lawn at midnight.
But it bugs me. I'm tired of being tired. I'm sick of being sick.
Anyone selling rose-colored glasses? IIIIIIII'm buyin'.
Nick,
ReplyDeleteI am sorry for the loss of your dad. I lost mine, too. Plus the person I spent 23 years of my life with. Take the time it takes to grieve. It will get better.
Karen
Karen,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! I swear, it seems more weird than tragic. Like some kind of drama from which I can never escape. The Twilight Zone. I guess it must help to think like that!
Coping strategy . . . pretty lame, but whaddya gonna do.
I must admit to have been pretty sheltered from these misfortunes -- I guess one badge of assessment is that I've never been present at anyone's death, unlike my poor sister. My "wife" Brigitte has had her father die at age 23, boyfriends, you name it -- just a hit parade of disasters. So far I've been spared.
Anyway, I like to think he's just up there doing his crosswords and watching Jeopardy. It helps!
Thank you so much for writing!
Nick
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