My Chronic Illness Life

Crickets! 🦗

That oh so familiar rhythmic breathing of warmer weather. That’s the only part of warmer weather I like. The soft cadence of life happening in the background. I miss when I could actually enjoy the summer heat. Tho as I got older I did notice my intolerance for it grew too.

Anyways. They just stopped as I began to type this so that means the sun’s up enough for them to go to bed.

Even the right stuff happening becuase of something bad doesn’t make the sting any less painful. Yes I learned something so the time wasn’t wasted. But the hurt from the betrayal will be fresh for a long time.

The bed I am acquiring was one of lies. So it will be put into a zippered mattress protector before I put my own, never been touched by my ex, clean sheets on it. Even the pillow cases will be new lol

The bed was never actually his so I’m acquiring it because the damn thing is sinfully comfortable and lower to the ground than my current.

Making space in my bedroom little by little. I can’t wait to get started on really making my room my own. I know we are planning to move. But I hope I can make it into at least a little bit of a haven before we go and all my stuff has to be boxed back up so it can go to our next home.

Almost all my ex’s things are boxed away (just a little remains)… those boxes will be put into our shed at the front of our property and whatever happens to it happens to it 🤷 legally at this point we don’t even have to give it back. We’ve consulted many people who would know this law better than we would. (As in they are actual legal authority, not just some smart randoms lol) but it will be boxed up. And should he want to retrieve it, he can bear the burden of calling a peace officer and arranging a date and time to come get it.

Below is period and meds talk, just fyi.