Detachment and the end of limbo, sort of...too

[Phoebe]

Well... it's been a bit rough, quite frankly. I lost my kitty yesterday, and I am crushed. He was my dearest little farm friend, and yesterday I had to bury him. Worse, he died in a farm accident and I was driving the damn tractor. I feel horrible and guilty, and I miss him so much. I planted a little shagbark hickory tree on his grave, and someday I hope that it becomes a mighty tree as beautiful as my little man was.

Just kind of lying low for a while. The weekend was fine until that, but now...

I had a bunch of plans with h-friend today, but I cancelled them. I just wasn't up to it. L-friend has stayed close to make sure that I'm OK. I saw my therapist and then just came home again.

Sad and feeling awful.