Hung out with two friends on Friday and Saturday each, separately.
I feel comfortable with both of them. For the most part.
Friday
And they both know about me. Both super recent disclosures. Still not sure if one of them is on-board, but the other one is. I’m not going to be upset, because the people who want to stay in your life will stay happily. I will go through the momentary, transient pain of loss, if I have to.
I partook in the friend’s pasta and fries, both no more than two spoons each at best. Eating per my appetite is throwing me odd balls.
Saturday
The market and the food were underwhelming on Saturday, but I managed to grab a couple of cute earrings. I skipped dinner cause I didn’t feel “hungry” which, again, is something I am trying to still learn. Because of where my health is, I don’t always get the hunger signal on time from my body. It’s a process knowing when to wait for the body, and when to just go ahead and eat something.
Sunday
Sunday was spent gaming at home. I woke up late so the day finished before it ever began anyway. And since Sundays are conscious rest, I cancelled “going out” even when I felt like going out. 🙈
I remotely hung out with Olivia for a couple of hours late night. Since she’s in Europe now, time zones are funny. And a pain. Still, it was really nice. And we want to do this again. I also felt good because a couple of things I shared with her helped ease her anxieties around things right now. We drew some very amateur art on our notebooks with just a pencil. She did her laundry, sipped some beer, and I had some packet chips and sipped hot water (I’ve gone alcohol free recently… how long for I don’t know).
Maybe next weekend, we do this again?
But, today is Monday. And I’m trying not to stress. This, too, is a process, no?