Today I am figuring out my health insurance. I want to throw up. Or cry. I don't want to deal with these things. I want what I thought I had. I want what I sacrificed for.
I had a dream last night about Mr. Fantastic. Something about ordering food in the Turkish language or something -- I can't remember the details. But as with many of my dreams, there was a definite punchline or message that I remember very, very clearly, and it was that I haven't finished letting go of him or my marriage and I need to do that now. (Talk about stating the obvious...)
I know this is true but I am so struggling. I don't know why I still have held on to the extent that I have but it's time to finish letting go.
Me42, H40 D12, S8, S7 A revealed: 7/13 Sep 4/14; Agreed to D 1/15
