Today is the day (sorry for the late posting). Not only is it October but I’m flying back to my home state of Pennsylvania. Life is very short and I miss my dad. I had to save a lot and work a lot in order to fly out.
Everyone is preparing for Black Friday and shopping. All I want to do is relax and have fun and finally see my dad after 10 years.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve constantly teetered on the edge with an undercurrent of unease, a sensation that something was “off.” To finally get to do this is more a like an actually vacation from worry.
Managing my depression, fibromyalgia and anxiety is really a full time job on top of my actual fun time job. So for 6 days I can actually take an easy and be around somewhere familiar.