Remember, if it were an android phone, Bezos would have rolled out a welcome mat to it.

Truthfully? You can’t.

It’d be great if it didn’t though.

Good. Let’s hope it stays down.

Event Horizon.

Agreed!

Yup. I’ve tried in the past to engage with people at times by asking who someone is or what something is in the comments and I’m always met with responses telling me to just google it. And they’re usually not nice at all.

Fuck me for wanting to have a fan of something info-dump the particulars of it and why they like it.

Social networking is such a lonely thing.

What’s the difference between mashed potatoes and pea soup?

Denied access without an account, no thanks.

Now you’re getting it.

And we were using propaganda back in the 40’s.

Welcome to the 20th Century.

Group/session/live bassist of over 30+ years as well as having been a studio songwriter that’s worked with orchestras.

The fact that it’s an apartment.

To the Wilder by Woodkid.

My best tool in coping with grief, as a neurodivergent that has had a lifetime of difficulty in dealing with/understanding loss- has been in the acceptance that I was never going to avoid this.

What I mean is, this was something that was going to happen eventually. They could not have outrun it, they could not have “healthed” their way around it. It WILL happen. And accepting this goes a long way to help to resolve the constant “what could I have done differently” part.

What does this have to do with nightmares? I’m getting to that.

Basically, Grief comes in two flavors;

There’s the “selfish” part, which is the idea that YOU won’t ever get to be with them again- and how it hurts that YOU will now forever have a massive hole in YOUR life that get once filled, that they will never have any new interactions with YOU

And then there’s the “selfless” part, which is sadness and empathy for THEIR pain, and the worry that THEY were suffering, that THEY will never have any new reactions with you.

When these two things mix together- from my experience, the selfish one is always the loudest. It’s the one that drives the knives into my heat.

… and it’s the one that brings the nightmares.

And nightmares oftentimes are a subconscious manifestation of guilt.

Once you come to terms with the fact that this was something that was always going to happen, it gets easier to work through the pain and come to a place of peace. Just know that the love you had for her remains untouched and timeless.

The nightmares will eventually cease, and her all of your memories of her will bring warmth and comfort.

Just hang in there and try and be good to yourself through this.

❤️

Back at ya!

(I haven’t even had coffee yet)

This actually make be laugh out loud! Thanks! I need this.

Who’s we?

Aaaaaand…. Boycotted.