Yesterday was not fun
Sep. 29th, 2015 09:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jianantonicYesterday was basically awful.
McKenzie was coming to get some things, so I needed to prepare those things for him and then make myself scarce. In trying to gather these things, I realized that three musical instruments (including two from late relatives, very sentimental) are missing. I hadn't seen them in a long time but just chalked that up to the piles of still-unpacked boxes in the third bedroom. I figured they were back there, just inaccessible. But then I remembered the roommate I had a few years ago who stole a bunch of cash from me. I contacted his ex-wife and she said he'd been known to steal things and pawn them, and she was so sorry. I believe her that she had no idea he was stealing from me. So I'm pretty sure those instruments are now long gone, and I feel terrible about that. The ex wants me to press charges. I don't have any proof and it's been years...and even if I do, I'm not getting those items back...sigh. I doubt I will do anything there.
Then I met Dan for therapy and began our session by ending our relationship. It's just not working for either of us, hasn't been for a long time, and...yeah. It's really hard. I care about him a lot and I know he's hurting bigtime. I am, too. But we were hurting in the relationship, too. I had hoped we could talk and be there for each other, but he wanted nothing to do with me. He recoiled when I tried to reach out to him, and he immediately unfriended me on Facebook and removed me from his calendar. Breaking up sucks. I just hope that his friends are a good support network right now. Mine are -- thank you for that.
Since the day was already totally shitty, why not pile on? My mom called to tell me that my aunt has uterine cancer and my uncle has prostate cancer. My aunt hadn't wanted anyone to know, and she's already had surgery and said she feels good. They don't know the full extent of it yet, but it sounds like they probably caught it early. She had breast cancer a bunch of years ago (20?) for which she had a fast surgery and recovery and it hasn't come back. Here's hoping that's the way of cancer in our family. But she's 74 now, not 54. My uncle just turned 80 and this is not his first bout with prostate cancer. They don't know yet what his prognosis looks like.
So...anyone have some spare hugs?
McKenzie was coming to get some things, so I needed to prepare those things for him and then make myself scarce. In trying to gather these things, I realized that three musical instruments (including two from late relatives, very sentimental) are missing. I hadn't seen them in a long time but just chalked that up to the piles of still-unpacked boxes in the third bedroom. I figured they were back there, just inaccessible. But then I remembered the roommate I had a few years ago who stole a bunch of cash from me. I contacted his ex-wife and she said he'd been known to steal things and pawn them, and she was so sorry. I believe her that she had no idea he was stealing from me. So I'm pretty sure those instruments are now long gone, and I feel terrible about that. The ex wants me to press charges. I don't have any proof and it's been years...and even if I do, I'm not getting those items back...sigh. I doubt I will do anything there.
Then I met Dan for therapy and began our session by ending our relationship. It's just not working for either of us, hasn't been for a long time, and...yeah. It's really hard. I care about him a lot and I know he's hurting bigtime. I am, too. But we were hurting in the relationship, too. I had hoped we could talk and be there for each other, but he wanted nothing to do with me. He recoiled when I tried to reach out to him, and he immediately unfriended me on Facebook and removed me from his calendar. Breaking up sucks. I just hope that his friends are a good support network right now. Mine are -- thank you for that.
Since the day was already totally shitty, why not pile on? My mom called to tell me that my aunt has uterine cancer and my uncle has prostate cancer. My aunt hadn't wanted anyone to know, and she's already had surgery and said she feels good. They don't know the full extent of it yet, but it sounds like they probably caught it early. She had breast cancer a bunch of years ago (20?) for which she had a fast surgery and recovery and it hasn't come back. Here's hoping that's the way of cancer in our family. But she's 74 now, not 54. My uncle just turned 80 and this is not his first bout with prostate cancer. They don't know yet what his prognosis looks like.
So...anyone have some spare hugs?
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Date: 2015-09-29 04:19 pm (UTC)HUGS HUGS HUGS HUGS
Many spare hugs for you!!
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Date: 2015-09-29 04:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-29 04:28 pm (UTC)And I can't wait either but I will miss being around Walter every day that's for sure. He's the first man I've ever felt that way about spending so much time around. Since Jan 4th we have with each other every day just about. Most boyfriends just got on my nerves after a while lol.
Okay more hugs
HUGS HUGS HUGS :)
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Date: 2015-09-29 08:33 pm (UTC)I parted with some tremendously sentimental musical equipment earlier this month. It hurt, but iced tea and pie afterward helped.
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Date: 2015-09-30 12:24 am (UTC)*HUGS*
Double check the boxes for the instruments just in case.
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