i honestly thought the meal prep would be a disaster and i would hate everything, but it turns out i made this amazing pasta and now i am just floating in pure joy and relief. the dread leading up to it was real but wow, i cannot believe how good this actually turned out.
so the va denied my claim for ptsd because apparently surviving combat means you should have been taking detailed notes like it was a college lecture or something, i mean i was busy, busy not dying and what do i get for it, a big fat NOPE because no one was writing down my trauma like it was a grocery list.
just spent three hours on hold listening to the same stupid elevator music while they kept saying my insurance denied my surgery because apparently they just LOVE saying no, no, no like that helps anyone at all.
just spent three hours on hold listening to the same stupid elevator music while they kept saying my insurance denied my surgery because apparently they just LOVE saying no, no, no like that helps anyone at all.
i watched my neighbors throw an extravagant party with catered food and fancy drinks while i sat alone on my worn couch, the one from college that smells like regret. they always seem to be moving forward, and here i am, still unpacking boxes that should have been gone months ago, holding on to a flag that feels more like a reminder of what i lost than a badge of honor.