rr22, it was a good weekend. I had fun at the longest baby shower ever, and I got a chance to visit with some friends while I was there. I was also pretty productive: I did all my laundry, some housecleaning, a little bit of rearranging in my living room, and some paperwork. Today was a dreary rainy day, so it was a perfect day to settle in and get some things done. I hope you enjoyed your weekend.
I also feel more vulnerable! I lived by myself while I was in college and for several years after college, and I never felt then the way I do now. Why is that??? Aside from my creepy co-worker, I've been hit on several times since the separation. I'm annoyed by it like you are. I wonder why this has happened. Do men sense vulnerability? Can they pick up on it like bloodhounds?
On a different note, I spoke to my father today. He is still in disbelief that H has not returned. My 60-year-old father does not understand or accept the concept of depression. He just asks, "What does he have to be so sad about?" I try to explain that it's not about sadness, which is an emotion, but I'm not having much luck. I believe my father's inability to understand or accept is partly generational, partly cultural. He again suggested that I throw all of H's stuff into the yard and then call him to come get it. I again told him that I would not do that. Fathers and their wisdom. Priceless.
