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  1. Thanks, Ana, your salad made sense. No, I haven't connected with her. I may, I may not. I will say something odd happened... a few days after that email, midmorning this past Sunday, someone stopped by my house. This person had lived here when everything was falling apart. Without going into all the back story, this person was conducting themselves in ways that were disreputable and egregiously bad taste, associating with unsavory people and creating drama when I least needed it and just wanted quiet and stillness. I had had to spend a lot of energy pushing this person out of here when all I wanted to do was be left alone in my grief. After the dust settled and they were gone, then I found out they had taken many valuable things, or let their friends take things that were not theirs, including all my power tools, some electronics and some personally important items. I wasn't even left with a simple cordless drill, for heaven's sake. So this person came by to apologize for their behavior and owned up to all of their mistakes and bad decisions. I said exactly what I thought of them, and didn't hold back much, and it was somewhat gratifying to see them nod and accept that I was justified to be angry. But I was surprised by how much grief still is inside me, and I am not ready to fully forgive this person. There will probably never be any return of my missing things, and probably never get anything else because they are dirt poor and by their own admission, "messed up in the head." People tell me to just "let it go" and I mostly have, and feel a lot lighter after unloading on them, and still do, but I am really surprised, almost 5 years later, how much it all comes rushing back. The difference is, it's cooler and maybe a little more dense or distilled, if that makes sense, into what I might call "essential grief." That may be the part that never quite disappears.
  2. Interesting that you all are talking about how it doesn't go away. A few days ago I got an update type of email from a counselor and spiritual director (like a life coach but more spirituality-themed) who was announcing some updates to her website including doing sessions over Zoom. I had seen her one-to-one during the last days and again after he was gone, for some advice and guidance. Then she moved to another state, very far away, and that connection dropped. But evidently I am still on the mailing list. It's funny... just contemplating doing a catch-up Zoom session with her made me sad to the point of tears all over again. It's not that I blame her for anything, it just evokes that fraught time almost 5 years ago, leading me to wonder about myself. I've barely budged from my position then compared to now. Some things changed by external force, and some things I chose to change, but much more remains the same. And here we are barrelling into the same stretch of months that I have come to hate. A lot of well-turned phrases here in this post... Isn't that the truth, all of it. Elizabeth and Ruby, I haven't logged on lately, but wanted to welcome you, yet am sorry you have had cause to find us.
  3. Wow, perfectly expressed. And yes, it's a form of PTSD. I startle and shy away at things that in the past I would never even consider worth a response, yet other things that bother some people don't even register with me anymore, like small annoyances.
  4. This is a classic situation. I believe it's being called "gentrification" nowadays, and the Paltrow types always find the true and the authentic, and then manage to cheapen it and exploit it for the almighty dollar. Just ask any Native or Indigenous person; they can tell you stories.
  5. Welcome. you've covered a lot of territory in your post, and much of it is familiar to us in one way or another. This is a real thing, a real concern, never to be dismissed with any platitudes. We are human, we get weary of the same futile conversations, routines or actions, and we find our patience shorter, or nonexistent. I'm sorry you're both caught in this situation. Just know that many of us here "get it" and we are here to support, having been through it already.
  6. The real kicker is this: insurance, 9 times out of 10, will deem these as "experimental" or "non-covered service" and will deny you any coverage. I have always paid out of pocket for acupuncture, or anything else viewed as "alternative." I keep saying my "health insurance" is junk insurance. It's insurance for the sake of having insurance. America's only real health insurance model: "don't get sick."
  7. I can relate to each of you in different ways. There are some things I did and said and thought, during the aftermath, that I would hope no one remembers. It's enough that I remember it.
  8. Aw. He knew you needed some puppy loving. 💖
  9. Gosh, Gwen, I am sorry you are facing all this. I wish there was something we can do from our various locations.
  10. OMG, razorclam. I would report that one to the state Board of Social Work or Board of LMFT/LPCC, whichever she belongs to (assuming she does!!!) if you can muster the energy. Totally, totally off-the-charts unprofessional. ECR, I'm sorry, but the other comments are on-target. It's normal to encounter grieving "switchbacks" in which you feel like you have made progress only to backslide or return to the same territory you thought you had been over. It can feel discouraging, but know you are not imagining that, and it is all very real and natural to go back and forth like this.
  11. And please utter the magic words "I want to see the Patient Advocate" if, at any time, you are getting less than stellar service, support or treatment. That is your RIGHT as a patient.
  12. I can't believe it's been 3 years since I joined this place. Seems like last week or so. Where does the time go?
  13. As you say, they shift you around for THEIR convenience. When I had to have major surgery years ago, they did this kind of thing to me and I pushed back and got my way. It's my freaking surgery and my state of vulnerability, not a chess piece to be moved around or be hauled around like a sack of potatoes! Good for you that you pushed back, both of you. People who can hop in the car and go anywhere forget that when you don't have a car, have to set up a ride, or have kids, pets or elders to arrange for cares, or can't walk/move around easily, can't walk far, in pain etc. then it's a whole new ball game. They never listen.
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