I'm having a bit of a day, a few days, which is why I've been out of touch and not blogging/brighting. (DD's invention, web writer = briter, not blogger, K?) This weekend was husband's birthday, and we tried to give him a nice day. Sunday we had a bunch of people over for dinner, and today, I had some adventures in therapy.
I had a very long EMDR session with my therapist today, and worked on some issues around my adoptive family and my miscarriages. How do these connect? Pretty simple, society refuses to acknowledge losses it is uncomfortable with. The loss of my biological connection at birth matters to me, and the loss of my very much wanted miscarried children matters to me.
But to the world, not so much.
I know, worth comes from within, and I shouldn't worry about what others think, but I'm not made of steel, and there are limits to how many shitty people I can take per square inch. So I'm working this out in my brain. It's hard, overwhelms me sometimes, and then it gets a bit better. Sort of like trying to make a wild rollercoaster ride into a nice smooth train ride, it takes time to untwist all that neurosis.
Speaking of ignoring my emotional limits, I topped off my day with a nice long interview with a reporter at the cemetary. We sat around the gravesite in the freezing cold, talking and drinking lousy coffee. (Yes, I really know how to entertain the fourth estate...fuck...oh well)
This really got my adrenaline pumping...the article won't be out for a long long while btw, she'll let me know when I guess. Feels like an eternity at this point, plus she's making it about other parts of Canada, not just my city.
So, I'm excited and exhausted and yes I know I seriously did way too much today, I plan on vegging tomorrow and reading all of you brighters. I have barely looked in on your blogs all this weekend and today.
Must sleep now...rollercoaster is coming to an end for the night.