Of Course.

[greenstorm]

Oh wait. That thing that's so heavy? That poly angst? That's me, it's mine, not theirs. That's being left. That's the way that when I stop putting out they stop making time for me as a friend- or maybe just the fear of it. It's the grief of loss. That's fear of my own pain. Oh, Greenie, it's ok. It's ok. You don't need to bury it so deep.

Sleep tonight. Wake with this. Carry it a bit. It'll be ok. You'll see.

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[dillen-dagen.livejournal.com]

*empathetic cuddles*

It is a night for crying, isn't it? Crying, pillow(or partner) clutching, and walks in the night.

Okayness and healing will come.

[greenstorm.livejournal.com]

I've done my crying for the week, and really it's so much lighter now that I know what it is. It's been a very confusing time without that knowledge, as may be evident.

-snuggles- and may some peace find you tonight. I look forward to a weekend at SMF with ya!