I went to Balboa prepared to laugh, smile, casually flirt and ignore the H.D. crap and wear the mask. And I didn’t need to.  Something’s up, a fight was had, I don’t know why, but it means that I had freedom from my stress. Freedom to enjoy the class without stress. It was delightful, it helped me get to a point of being in less pain and more angry. Angry is good. It’s not the hold on forever anger it’s the cathartic healing anger at a wrong situation.  There are so many things relating to this situation that I would love to blog about, but it’s not appropriate. Not right now. Perhaps one day.
So for now, I am looking forward to good things, fun things, and distractions are a week away. I’m looking forward to fun, relaxation, being treated well — reminded of what I deserve rather than what I’ve been shown in recent days…