MountainTrails
Bluelighter
Yeah, so. I've dealt with depression on and off my whole life. But the past 5 years, damn.
The marriage went sideways for a while. It's better now, which is a relief as we've been married almost 40 years. But a 5-year estrangement sucked.
Lost a 25-year job via some astounding dishonesty by a couple people I had trusted. And there went all my nonfamily socialization (I'm ASD). Plus COVID. I sit in the house or stay in the yard mostly. The jobs go to younger people. "We're looking for someone who's a better fit to the team."
But I have my support dog (abuse, maybe C-PTSD) for physical contact and to talk to-- nope, cancer, died last October.
Still have the grandkids to hug-- nope, now 2000 miles away since last month.
Just got back from racing to get to my father in time before he passed. (I did get there in time.) Got to sit in hospice for a few days while I watched Pop fade. It was sudden and unexpected. I did get a few hand squeezes, though no speech. Now I have his estate to settle. And have to get Ma settled into assisted living. 500 miles away. I spend a lot of time on Route 80 in Wyoming. Winter on that road is a trip; that's coming soon enough.
And Ma has congestive heart failure, kidney failure, Parkinson's, diabetes, and a bunch of other problems. She has declined any further medical interventions, even transfusions. I wonder if I'll get Pop's estate settled before I have to deal with Ma's.
Realistically, there just aren't any good reasons to smile these days. My emotions seem pretty far away most days, till they don't.
That's all. Just venting. I'm a "hunker down and endure it" type, not the other thing.
The marriage went sideways for a while. It's better now, which is a relief as we've been married almost 40 years. But a 5-year estrangement sucked.
Lost a 25-year job via some astounding dishonesty by a couple people I had trusted. And there went all my nonfamily socialization (I'm ASD). Plus COVID. I sit in the house or stay in the yard mostly. The jobs go to younger people. "We're looking for someone who's a better fit to the team."
But I have my support dog (abuse, maybe C-PTSD) for physical contact and to talk to-- nope, cancer, died last October.
Still have the grandkids to hug-- nope, now 2000 miles away since last month.
Just got back from racing to get to my father in time before he passed. (I did get there in time.) Got to sit in hospice for a few days while I watched Pop fade. It was sudden and unexpected. I did get a few hand squeezes, though no speech. Now I have his estate to settle. And have to get Ma settled into assisted living. 500 miles away. I spend a lot of time on Route 80 in Wyoming. Winter on that road is a trip; that's coming soon enough.
And Ma has congestive heart failure, kidney failure, Parkinson's, diabetes, and a bunch of other problems. She has declined any further medical interventions, even transfusions. I wonder if I'll get Pop's estate settled before I have to deal with Ma's.
Realistically, there just aren't any good reasons to smile these days. My emotions seem pretty far away most days, till they don't.
That's all. Just venting. I'm a "hunker down and endure it" type, not the other thing.
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