Of Tea and Tension

12,941 Days Alive

So I did a little writing tonight; not much, but I got words on the page.

I really don’t have a lot to say today. I’m in a bad place, mentally. Friday is Daddy’s death anniversary. The biological father has no interest in pursuing a relationship with me. He’s made that abundantly clear. And I do still have Papa Ben, but geographic distance keeps that from being all I’d want it to be.

I miss him. A lot.

I’m going to bed. Take your meds, folks.

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