Yesterday was Memorial Day. It is the 1 day a year I plan to go to the cemetary. I go to say hi to my family. The 'unplanned' trips are because I am at a breaking point. Those usually turn out very bad. Unfortunately, some of that family was toxic. My mother's family has the most in one place. Sadly, they are all together so there is no avoiding specific ones. Luckily I dont go alone. It is helpful because I dont get emotional and sit there crying alone. That doesnt mean that I am not affected. It becomes a suffering in silence and trying to push back negative emotions and thoughts. I still am angry for what I believe some of them knew but did nothing to stop it and for those who were directly responsible. I just wish the day would come that I am less affected, de-sensitized in a way.
But that is a long way off. If it ever happens. I am not holding my breath either way.
I have become more aware that I must stay busy. After changing jobs and being in training unti July, I am bored. If nothing else I always had something to do before. Now, I try to be patient while everyone else catches on. That is not meaning I am smarter than them. I just have a bit more experience with some of the tools than they do. I remember when I was 'tech' support for it for 2 years. I am also use to using 10+ systems to do my job so I am not confused by having so many windows open on 1 screen. It is a transition of working all the time to only 8hrs a day. I am having to re-learn how to occupy the downtime without sinking into a deep depression.
So here is to hoping that aknowledging these 2 things relieves some anxiety and the Sandman sprinkles his magic dust over me before 2am.