Fibromyalgia is still flaring, but the warmer weather seems to have helped. I don’t do well with cold. That’s one of the main reasons I avoided moving to where Barbara would have preferred to live.
Finances are still tight, but I am holding my own. I’m still working my way through bulk foods bought when K and T were still here. Frozen, canned, dried. Might as well use it while I can.
I’m crying less, and when I do, I can name the specific trigger for the tears. So I guess that’s progress. My therapist has made some recommendations on where I should focus my energy that, while I see the purpose, I am not entirely comfortable with. Still thinking that over.
I did the homework he gave me. It wasn’t any easier than I thought it would be when he first gave it to me two weeks ago. Nonetheless, he seemed satisfied with it. I guess that’s good too.
I’m just taking things day by day now. I still can’t see my future, or really my motivation. It takes time, and I refuse to be rushed by people who don’t know what this is like.
An Aging Trans Woman 
I love you Ernie, it’s good to hear that there’s progress on the homework.
Just a reminder that it was really good to see you again when I went down a week ago. Good to know that we still have each other. ❤
You have always been a caring and watchful person in my life, thank you. I hope to be able to return the favor in whatever ways possible.
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I love you too Brian. I appreciate your kind words, your love, your friendship. I am very happy we still have each other as well. I tried to be the best
stepfatherwhatever I was that I could be. That isn’t going to change just because we lost your mother.Thanks again.
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