Talking in person and being able to talk without advice or judgement is a rare gift. There is a special kinship in sharing ones dark pitfalls that are both heartbreaking and embarrassing but a needed release.
Of course New York City is typically a soul reviver for me and laughter alone helps a ton. Hanging out with kitties didn't hurt either. ❤️
I am feeling much more emotionally stable going into tomorrow's pre-op and next weeks surgery.
October has been a particularly hard month. The short of what was going on the last few weeks was I had been dating someone and for lack of a better word I was dumped. It's not being dumped that has me screwed up. It's the details which I will spare the internet because I respect myself too much. I haven't even really spoken to friends about it.
However, I am a survivor and I will keep trucking on. I am pretty lucky to have some great people around to humor me when I need them the most. ❤️
Being that tomorrow is my first time doing a pre-op maybe I will chat about that. Eek! Outside of having an annoying/painful mole removed from my hip (with a local) I haven't had surgery. This is super new for me. I am told I learn things at Pre-Op like what to expect so this is good! Ha!