“On Periods: Let’s put this shit to bed right now: Women don’t lose their minds when they have period-related irritability. It doesn’t lower their ability to reason; it lowers their patience and, hence, tolerance for bullshit. If an issue comes up a lot during “that time of the month,” that doesn’t mean she only cares about it once a month; it means she’s bothered by it all the time and lacks the capacity, once a month, to shove it down and bury it beneath six gulps of willful silence.”—
I’m gonna be in an actual gallery for their open house and then their Halloween showcase. I would be happier if I wasn’t going to a funeral on Saturday and the Boy wasn’t going to be gone until Sunday night out of town. I have like 4 new paintings to get done and less than three weeks to do it. This is just a bit overwhelming.
I don’t know what to do. I can’t stop crying and my head and my heart hurts and I can’t bring myself to go to her house. She lost. Depression claimed another and I can’t go see how my family is dealing with this right now because I’m falling apart. That was so close to being me. So so close. I don’t know what to do for them. This is all too surreal. I can’t do it.
shout out to the kids and adults who have memory problems, who get yelled and screamed at by their families for not remembering things
or over-remembering. remembering things no one else seems to remember but still having blankets of empty in their memory and wondering why they can’t remember chunks of things or why their timelines are all off