Monday, July 16, 2012
So much sadness I can't sleep. Yesterday it oppressed me like a heavy blanket. I attempted to just be with it without attaching stories. The tears kept running down my face as I moved throughout my day. The reasons are obvious. My son. My mother. My granddaughter. K. It's been over a year since K. told me he wasn't sexually attracted to me and didn't want to be my lover and I still haven't gotten over it. And yet I'm not really depressed over that. The disconnect I experience with him sometimes just knocks me for a loop.