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Jan. 19th, 2005 04:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sandmansisterToo many people I love are hurting. I'm just starting to crawl out of my own grief over the losses of the last year (or at least I'm managing plenty of distraction to keep me from wallowing), but I cannot stand the helplessness, the sheer impotence of this new batch. Jacky's nephew was murdered over the weekend. She's keeping me at a distance, if that's any indication of how bad things are. (Your discretion in this matter is greatly appreciated while she starts to wrap her brain around the tragedy.)
I'm good at compassion, or so I'm told. I'm usually a decent shoulder to lean on, a fairly good champion and sincere booster of egos. Please just break and re-break every bone in my body... I could cope with that more easily than this. Bruises fade. Bones mend. Spirits are both unimaginably strong and fragile...
... and I think maybe just need a good cry, though I can't precisely explain why (shutting up now before I start at work). And chocolate ('cuz that always helps). Booze too. NOTE: Chocolate booze is an acceptable substitute. Hugs are good too, but I may be too snot-encrusted to make that a viable option. Unless you're my stuffed penguin which is, not coincidentally, machine washable *and* huggable. I foresee a night of flannel jammies, fuzzy slippers and oodles of Kleenex in my near future...
I'm good at compassion, or so I'm told. I'm usually a decent shoulder to lean on, a fairly good champion and sincere booster of egos. Please just break and re-break every bone in my body... I could cope with that more easily than this. Bruises fade. Bones mend. Spirits are both unimaginably strong and fragile...
... and I think maybe just need a good cry, though I can't precisely explain why (shutting up now before I start at work). And chocolate ('cuz that always helps). Booze too. NOTE: Chocolate booze is an acceptable substitute. Hugs are good too, but I may be too snot-encrusted to make that a viable option. Unless you're my stuffed penguin which is, not coincidentally, machine washable *and* huggable. I foresee a night of flannel jammies, fuzzy slippers and oodles of Kleenex in my near future...
