KatzyKins Cries

 Today, my mother died.      We deserved so much better than this.           We deserved better than several drugs in my bloodstream,                Deserved better than 6 out of 7 cats hanging around me, worried because I won't stop crying.      I can't tell if I prefer the numbness to the crying fits, they're both equally unpleasant.  I hate crying, I hate this empty forlorn feeling I carry. I just want to walk into oblivion with her, greet the other side and see my mom restored to the shape she used to be in.      Her mind in tact, looking like I remember her...     I don't want to be alive without her.     I don't know if I'll end up dying to be with her. I feel like I'll never get better. I'll never *feel* better. About any of this. We were robbed of closure.      I could hardly get through to her by the end of the...

Learned my mother is in hospice now. She's retaining fluids and i think her kidneys are shutting down. I love my mom, I didn't get the time I needed with her my whole life and none of this is fair. But on the other hand, I know she's never gonna be 100% like she used to be, she's been struggling with MS since I was 3...and I know it's time to let her go. She's in pain every day and it's only going down hill from here.  But all I ask from the universe is the chance to see her again, coherent and able to try the stuff shells I make. I want her opinion on it, and to show her I'll be okay. I've grown up; I'm getting stronger every day with my spirit team, and they take care of me now. She can rest, she can go home; be with her dad and mom again.  I'll see her when it's my time; I know I will. And then no one will be able to come between us again. :( I'll have the time I should've had with her.  It's the wait that's crushing......

  I think I'm ascending as a witch again, it always begins with a period of intense, soul crushing darkness. But what I shed for will be worth everything endured. I'm not afraid. I'm not even a little upset.  I know I've tolerated worse. Nothing thrown at me will be more than I can handle. A break isn't failure, it's a step toward light. You crack, so you can grow.  Gods, for years I thought I was stupid, but I can't be if I at least picked up on this major fundamental. I've met so many others who never noticed it.      I had a dream about her last night, ex best friend...          We were club hopping, and for some reason all these clubs had beds, and there were so many drunk girls sleeping in them. We said it looks chill and we might come back to it after some time on the beach. I think I'm just swallowing the pill that our summers together are really over. No gay club outings in Asbury, no trips to Rehoboth.      I...

I'm just not gonna tell anyone the truth anymore. Every single person who claims they want honesty from a friend is a fat fucking liar. I've yet to meet a single person who truly appreciates honesty from anyone.  I'm just supposed to shut up and let my friends ruin their lives. Okay fine. I'm not saying this shit for my health. Your the one who's throwing your life away on a grown ass toddler.  And if he fucks up and doesn't toe the line with me, you'll be hearing about the next time he does something shitty or stupid. I can't wait for all this to end in another divorce. Because apparently you'd rather go through another legal process than just admit you rushed this shit with a dude who never seems to make any fucking progress with anything.  I never hear anything good about this schlub and you wanna MARRY him? Okay. Braindead idiot ass.  And that's on God what I wanted to fire back with when you shut me down on everything.  Have fun with the clu...

So the new house isn't working out. It's old and drafty, and we're gonna actually try to sell it.  Taf said he has a plan to pay off our house and then we can work on getting a home that's just ours. He says the plan should take 5 years from when we move in if he did the math right.  I trust him. I'm sad but I trust him. And I'm gonna be alive for at least another 2 decades so I should work towards something that's sustainable so I'm not working in my 60s. My deities confirm this is the correct path, so I have to. I can't lament over things that no longer serve me. This house is stressing me out anyway. And none of the family wants to live together anyway.  I should just let it go. This had to happen because it showed us what we need in a home. A small backyard (we hate mowing), spacious interior, 4 bedrooms, at least 2.5 bathrooms, no fucking leaks, small driveway, (I hate shoveling) and a Florida room for the cats to play in.  Once we get a new hou...

 Blaaaaaze it~  It's 4/20 I had to.  Anyway, I started my antipsychotics about 5 or 6 days ago and it's been...bliss.  My inner monologue has completely shut up <3  I still hear my deities and now they're so clear because it's  QUIET in my brain.  I don't become so devastated over any old crit anymore, and I don't get super angry during fights. I experienced a few side effects at first but most are completely gone  And I'm so fucking happy <3 I can heal and be normal <3  I'm seeing my therapist tomorrow and I'm super hype to tell her! <3  Thanks for reading, friends <3