Usually on therapy days (every Monday and every Wednesday) the entire world stops for me. I usually don’t answer the phone, I don’t fill art print orders, I don’t get to my email or make any major decisions. Therapy is so draining that the only thing I can do is come home, take care of The Three Stooges (2 cats and a dog), eat something and keep myself safe doing various pittily projects. But today has to be different. My phone rang about 11:30AM. My phone announces the caller until I pick it up. So the phone rang and announced Blossom, who knows better than to call me before a therapy session cause there’s no telling what kind of shape I’m in. Since she did call it meant to me I needed to pick up the phone. I’m glad I did. It seems her brother died suddenly this morning. So instead of closing off into myself after therapy I’ll be supporting Blossom today. Truthfully, I don’t mind. The world stops for more than just me and my therapy. It stops for people in need. And that’s exactly how it should be.
I know how to take care of myself on a therapy day so my self care plan is still in place, it just now involves phone conversations with a person grieving as the very last surviving family member.
This is the perfect opportunity to fall back into a relationship with her. Knowing that means I have to keep on alert. High emotional situations can easily lead to rough roads that I just can’t travel again. I can only share my world so much with people and even those people need to respect the areas that say No Trespassing. I’ll stop my world but there are certain doors that are off limits, a relationship with Blossom is one of those doors. She can have my support but never again can she have my heart.
Austin
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