Devastated

Why is it that learning about something which I may have already expected can have such a devastating effect on me? It went on for an hour and a half. He was helpless; I saw it in his face. She was helpless; she was trained to comfort but she kept saying the wrong things. And I was helpless, powerless to stop reacting and thinking and thinking and thinking.

One second, and life changes.

At times like this, it is really difficult to separate the professional side of life from the personal side.

Tomorrow will be a better day, so I tell myself.

Why do I find it really hard to believe that?

Addendum: Thank you, Rich, for being there for me. Thank you, for your words and company. Thank you, you have been a great friend.

3 Responses to “Devastated”

  1. a night in mdm wongon 09 Sep 2005 at 8:58 pm

    Hugs. Yes, tomorrow will be a better day. Miss you too.

  2. S t a r m | s ton 12 Sep 2005 at 10:51 pm

    tomorrow didn’t become a better day.

  3. Anonymouson 13 Sep 2005 at 4:09 pm

    babe, can you be less vague? your recent entries are so vague that they are beyond vague. stupid people like me don’t understand. :p

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