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[labelleizzy]

At the moment, writing fiction is very difficult. I'm tangled up in my own head, I'm dealing with a mess of different kinds of grief, probably some depression, not unrelated to the grief. I'm being decently productive and writing on the quora website, partly because it's a different kind of expression. I find that sharing information that I already possessed is a lot easier than the creative work that goes into developing out or even editing one of my stories in progress. And, that's okay. If I force myself to do it I'm probably going to have to just vomit it back up again and do a bad job at The writing. Do not want to do that.

And then this morning the crematoria phoned to let me know that Otter's ashes are ready for pickup. And I am not doing so great with that information. The receptionist was really perky and That was difficult. There are still all kinds of reminders of Otter all around the house. Despite the work that we've been doing over the last 10 days or so.

My friend Beth said on Saturday something that I wish I had written down because I said something about having a lot of tangled feelings and missing my cat and not really knowing what to do next. And she said something like so, in other words, you're a human working on processing your emotions? And it made me feel less alone.

Okay that's enough for the moment I'll probably come back and spell check this because I'm speaking all of the words. I hope you all are having a better Monday than I am today. Bye for now.

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[elissali11]

*hugs* I know what you mean about being a human processing emotions about losing a beloved cat. Sending whatever vibes are most helpful. :/

[labelleizzy]

Thank you. I'm appreciative of the thought and the support. Sorry for your loss as well.