I was feeling awful the other day when I made that last post. I don't think I made myself sound too clear. I was referring to my work when I was commenting on how people don't know how to talk to me. On my first day back in a team meeting I was greeted with harsh words by a colleague. Others just sat and watched. It still angers me thinking about it. I don't think I have come so close to actually wanting to hit someone since I was a juvenile. I work with an individual who believes their opinion and negativity should be put out there for all to hear and see. I basically walked in to a situation and someone's anger was directed towards me. The person actually came and apologized to me later. I didn't accept it and told the person to get out of my room because I was upset with them. I still haven't talked to this person. I guess I can be pretty stubborn when someone does me wrong. I am too old to have to cater to others and their needs. I have gone through life being understanding of others and their mental problems. I think I can be mental for awhile and let someone understand me.
I have received so many cards and e-mails expressing sympathy for our loss. Elaine is drawing a picture of Larry and I together. I can't wait to see it.
It has been a headache dealing with all the paperwork that comes with losing someone. Medical bills, bills in general...... I just wish someone would knock me out for awhile and wake me up when it's all straightened out.
And then there is the belongings. I haven't really even begun to think of what to do with that. I have been wearing his shirts tho. He has some really warm thermal shirts that have been comforting me while I sleep and work around the house. When I wear them I feel like he is hugging me and keeping me warm.....