I am sad.
I ran over the puppy today. Claren's skin allergies are acting up and she scraped up her head, which means she needs to wear a cone, which means she can't jump onto my bedd.d She just stands at my bed with her chin on the mattress and looking at me. A friend of the family also got a poor neurological diagnosis.
The last is really the worst.
Whenever someone is diagnosed with a neurological disease, I feel guilty. It makes no sense, I know. No one else should have to go through what I do. I know it doesn't work that way, but I feel like I need to apologize.
My sister heard me say I am sad and pointed out that everything makes me sad.
I said elephants don't. She disagreed, pointing out that they get poached and their tusks cut off. She was right -- I was thinking of the poaching crisis right after I said elephants.
I next tried superheroes. She said they make me sad because I think why can't I do that. Dammit! She was right again.
I think that is my superpower.
Saturday, November 9, 2013
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5 comments:
I don't even know you Sad-Man,
but I'm glad I do.
Look for the smallest of gladness.
x
At least an elephant didn't run over you.
Be happy about this. We will be there soon. How can that be sad?
Xo
Mtc
I don't want you to be sad. There is a lot of good out there. Just reach out and you will find it.
Xxxooo sdt
Thanks all, not being crushed by elephants is definitely good, but i am worried that now it is going to be a game: How is this sad?
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