My cousin and I have been like sisters for a very long time. Her babies are like my nieces, and the oldest one, (3 and a half), I am especially close to. Hugging that little girl goodbye broke something inside of me.
I have already Elaborated on why this is so hard for me in other posts, so I won’t drone on here, but suffice to say I’m not handling it well.
I called my friend who gets out of work in a couple of hours to drive me to the bar. It’s not the best choice, or the best use of skills, but I’ve sort of had it to be completely honest.
I just want to go out and relax and raise a little hell.
Just a little.
Clearly I’m not going to drive and my tolerance is crap now compared to what it used to be so it won’t be a long night. I just…
Yeah. It is what it is.
Image cited somewhere else on my blog.