Originally Posted by
gaijin
I'm so glad that yesterday when I was drunk and I posted that that you managed to turn the tables into a discussion about obesity instead of calling me out on my BS, which was a cry I was hoping to hear answered.
I wasn't even "that" drunk, just a few drinks in. But it was enough for my second personality to voice itself. And you all didn't even blink. Almost intentionally. Because if you had, I'd have been clamoring on to your "support."
Thanks for that. That was the subtle, "You need to take care of yourself." nudge that I wanted to hear. (The TRGs are strong with this group.)
I'm better today. Not wanting to die, anyway.
*Edit
Maybe the death of my wife's colleague, a young 18yo boy... a young boy who called my wife his work-mom... is forcing me to face reality a bit. Nothing worse than holding your wife's sobbing world in your arms. Even being the pillow is draining.
God Speed, young man.
Homie wrapped himself around a telephone pole. Hours ago.