tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4529428189543496698.post7447532309502507622..comments2023-02-15T02:59:06.380-08:00Comments on Griefland: One of These Things Does Not BelongPieces of Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05246193199805990821noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4529428189543496698.post-91822447534487227902012-10-21T17:40:31.675-07:002012-10-21T17:40:31.675-07:00"I simply. don't. care. It just doesn'..."I simply. don't. care. It just doesn't matter." That's exactly it! Compared to A's sudden, inexplicable death nothing matters! I don't even have the energy to feign interest. It's easier to just avoid chit chat and social encounters because I do not care what other's have to say or what their complaints are.Pieces of Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05246193199805990821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4529428189543496698.post-53500865725725734022012-10-19T00:39:25.824-07:002012-10-19T00:39:25.824-07:00Oh gosh, the thought of attending something like t...Oh gosh, the thought of attending something like that just sent a shudder down my spine! I just find that usual quintessentially female conversation about hair, fashion, holiday destinations etc just doesn't interest me in the least anymore... I simply. don't. care. It just doesn't matter. You must have been exhausted after 7 hours of it. <br /><br />I wonder if we'll ever take pleasure in things like that again...Aoifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09002790029609631639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4529428189543496698.post-37062074281082833972012-08-21T13:23:48.318-07:002012-08-21T13:23:48.318-07:00being around most people and friends is still awkw...being around most people and friends is still awkward and exhausting for me. I've only subjected myself to a few parties, but I don't know if I would have the stomach for a girls night out, no matter how much I like them or how much I feel like I "fit in." I'd rather stay home and look at the wall. <br /><br />My hat is off to the fact that you tried, and that you put on makeup! Maybe in another year it won't be weird, the pain won't smart so much, and maybe you'll enjoy those women again. Then again, maybe you'll find some other folks who resonate more with you now. <br /><br />I'm so glad you find comfort with E<3 Suzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01955054876521178314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4529428189543496698.post-4637052783118297162012-08-21T09:25:18.156-07:002012-08-21T09:25:18.156-07:00boo, blogger ate my comment the first time around....boo, blogger ate my comment the first time around...:(<br /><br />I know this feeling, too. Luckily most of our friends with kids live in other towns, so I can avoid too many of these get-togethers...better to hang out with the childless set these days, even with Ginny here.<br /><br />Sounds like you handled it pretty well, though <3SGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10751681504123990038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4529428189543496698.post-29020623409842297852012-08-21T07:34:46.709-07:002012-08-21T07:34:46.709-07:00Ugh, that iPod dance session sounds all too famili...Ugh, that iPod dance session sounds all too familiar. Just last week I was having a backyard patio date with a few girlfriends, one has kids, one does not...and they were talking about Olympic gymnasts, and how they walk out and their stance and faces and body language ... Soon enough they were trying to reenact their most memorable, acting silly and pulling faces and throwing their bodies about. "come on Veronica, you're good at this stuff". <br />I just couldn't. I was too exhausted by all the carefree, bullshit conversation. "I didn't watch this year" (lied) and brought down their whole playful mood. Sigh. <br />I'm glad you got home when you did. I hear ya. Everything is hard...the "fun" stuff especially.Veronicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06281894679573984580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4529428189543496698.post-89254231860976917262012-08-20T09:52:53.023-07:002012-08-20T09:52:53.023-07:00Ick I know that extreme awkward feeling of not fit...Ick I know that extreme awkward feeling of not fitting in. xoxoxomichellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07960223886511130664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4529428189543496698.post-32940188920960055792012-08-19T18:53:10.917-07:002012-08-19T18:53:10.917-07:00I'm glad you made it back to E and the safety ...I'm glad you made it back to E and the safety of home! Mama Bearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15448908179398529689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4529428189543496698.post-8302216001265918112012-08-19T07:52:03.012-07:002012-08-19T07:52:03.012-07:00We need a babylost mamas spa night. THAT would be ...We need a babylost mamas spa night. THAT would be relaxing. I feel like an outsider with my friends, too, and sometimes feel relieved that my closest friends live in different cities so that I don't have to make as many excuses not to hang out as I would if they were all here. I am lucky to have made a babylost friend here and we all had dinner at her place last week. Our husbands talked, our daughters played and all of us knew that everyone else understood. Wishing we could have you and E over for dinner...March is for daffodilshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11287273786322029725noreply@blogger.com