Hanging in there.
I am wondering how a cold i've had can be so debilitating and humbling. I've been consciously not going around people, wearing a mask around Carmen when i've had to be with her, not seeing my dad or friends and taking a few days off from school.
I am a lousy patient. I get depressed and lonely and self-pitying. I get jealous of Tere's time and attention elsewhere. I have missed AA meetings because of the intimacy and not wanting to spread the cold. I missed the Quakers because nothing can disturb a silence more than a strained phlegm-filled cough.
And yet Carmen carries on and she has a huge hunger for life and her living is filled with humor.
I on the other hand weaken under a mere cold and shrivel as when i drank.
I am wondering how a cold i've had can be so debilitating and humbling. I've been consciously not going around people, wearing a mask around Carmen when i've had to be with her, not seeing my dad or friends and taking a few days off from school.
I am a lousy patient. I get depressed and lonely and self-pitying. I get jealous of Tere's time and attention elsewhere. I have missed AA meetings because of the intimacy and not wanting to spread the cold. I missed the Quakers because nothing can disturb a silence more than a strained phlegm-filled cough.
And yet Carmen carries on and she has a huge hunger for life and her living is filled with humor.
I on the other hand weaken under a mere cold and shrivel as when i drank.
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