A new house with freshly painted walls and nice sofa slipcovers and new beautiful dishes that match the aforementioned walls and a snazzy desk and beautiful hardwood floors and a fireplace that works all mean nothing when you hate being alone. That would be my thought for the day.
Don’t post a comment to talk me out of it or tell me it will get better, it’s how I feel right this second and there’s nothing wrong with that. Cranky? Yep. Every so often the enormity of what I’m doing hits me in the head and I get a bit cranky after.
i am going to guess that you\’ve moved then… go on and be cranky! I think you have every right to express whatever emotion you need to..This is me, trying not to tell you that with time this will all be like some weird dream.
I apologize for the tone of that post…see the one for today about the painting not being done…that\’s a big part of the cranky. But the loneliness is too…but I\’ll get over it. Thanks for trying not to tell me. /hug