It's Never Too Late...

Another week in Boston, Mom is doing well.....my Mom always has the best attitude. She told me the story of how her and Dad met...I asked. It was something my cousin Kyle suggested and it was worth it. He lost his father awhile back and he mentioned that he wishes he had more time to hear some more stories one more time. My family...to me...always had an odd dynamic, I love them but I'm so alienated from them. I want to work on that but.....to be so emotionally distressed these days...I don't know... I am frustrated ALL THE TIME.....anger seeps out in inappropiate ways and the only way to deal seems to withdraw...which is unhealthy. So I'm trying to reach out more, see people, see things. I'm babbling now....ugh....

I just want to thank the friends who are sticking so close to me these days. When my dad died....I ....I always felt like my dad was this pillar in my family, he kept things grounded and I felt I should be the pillar in his place. I tried and I think it was bad for me. I think I've paid the price for years of adding a new level to my emotional suppresion. I don't want to do that with Mom....and it's extra hard to be doing it at a time in my life when I don't have a significant other but folks are super supportive and I want to thank the folks who have helped me out. I'm hanging in here and big thanks to you all.