The three people who responded to my poll said I should post it so here is the first thing I wrote this morning.
It’s dark and dreary outside. It will likely be this way for a couple of days.
We have less daylight every day.
I’m not getting enough sleep. There are various reasons for that.
I’ve had a few unsettling dreams.
The news is pretty much all bad.
I’m only a week and a half away from my daughter moving back to her apartment full time.
I spend a lot of time alone and that will increase when she leaves.
I think about jobs that would get me out of my house and out of my head. I don’t want a library job. but feel inadequate when considering other positions.
I think about reconnecting with people, but don’t. I feel like it would be more of a nuisance than a welcomed message.
I feel adrift, disconnected, alone.
This too shall pass, but it is hard right now.
Dark days can lead to dark moods. Maybe you can volunteer somewhere new to get out of the house. It was hard to find places to volunteer last year, but maybe things are opening up?
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I have considered volunteering. I just need to figure out where
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I’m thinking about that too when I get back to Arizona. I need to get out and meet people in my new area.
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Yeah, the weather and darker mornings don’t help. But this post wasn’t too dreary my man as you say it shall pass.
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We all have these moments. Know you’re not alone…in any way
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Oh my gosh. I am so glad I found this blog world. I didn’t know other people felt the same. Sometimes what gets me out is dreary is listening to total cheesy 80 love songs or watching Courage the Cowardly Dog. As far as the daughter thing, man, that’s tough.
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Music does help. You would think the kids moving away would get easier but it doesn’t
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I’m not there yet. Mine are 14 and soon to be 16.
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My son is 25 and has not lived at home for a few years. It’s easier that way. It’s harder when they come back and leave again.
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