I wouldn't even mind fights, I mean I could learn to live with it if men didn't always make it so BIG and LOUD. Anything without yelling and slamming things would be splendid. Please, men, please. The women are very tired!
(And old.)
But there's still a few things I can think of to be grateful for. I'm grateful that I at least got out of the house and got to see nature and some deer, even if only momentarily. I'm grateful to be home in a warm bed after a hot lavender scented bath. I'm grateful for having done therapy and maybe I'll do some more... I'm grateful I can drive even if it's super expensive to do so right now. I'm grateful that my life isn't as erratic as M's. I'm grateful to be grateful. I'm grateful the sun stays out longer. Grateful for spring grass and deer and fresh air. Grateful to be home. True, it was an unfun day, but the weather was beautiful. And when I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror before my bath I was surprised by how much prettier I felt I looked than he made me feel. I looked perfectly fine! Beautiful even.
I'm grateful I survived another day all in one piece and got home safely, and I'm grateful that tomorrow will be a new day after resetting my brain with rest. Grateful for my cute animals who keep me (somewhat) sane. Grateful for cannabis. Grateful for my heart that was meant to feel and experience life. And yeah it's nice and all but I'll be really grateful to sleep so I can astral project my subconscious somewhere else for a few hours.
8:26 p.m. - 2022-02-19