Misery arrives
Well, I received my visit from Oizys, the goddess of misery this week. Not that I wasn’t expecting her. This is a time of trudging, and I arise several times a day, do something, and quickly retire. I put up a pretty good fight this time, but now I am just out of ammo, and I must step back into the refuge of He-Who-Protects and hides me from the evil of lesser gods. I am tired and discouraged.
I know many of you have words of kindness, but I am in no place to receive consolation, but I am not without hope. For good or for evil, I will emerge from this, but it is my cup, and I must walk it.
Petitions for strength and a sound mind are welcomed, however.
I don’t think I will be writing or socializing much through this time. It is what it is, to cite another worn out saw.
Rusty's Armory 
January 20, 2023 at 3:25 pm
Glad you’re not looking for consolation because I suck at it. What I can and will do is send a sternly worded message to the Universe demanding it give you an unlimited amount of strength and clarity. I will further suggest (sternly) you should be adequately supplied with hope and sunshine, as well as surrounded by those who have the ability to mitigate your misery. Coffee, hugs, and a slab of peach pie. Hang in there, my friend.
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January 21, 2023 at 5:21 am
I will leave a platitude free comment and simply say we’re here if you need us.
❣️
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January 21, 2023 at 6:40 pm
I wish you that strength & sound mind. I could use a good dose, myself.
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February 1, 2023 at 9:50 am
Thinking of you…
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February 4, 2023 at 12:00 pm
Thank you. Still trudging …
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February 4, 2023 at 12:08 pm
🥰❤
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