Getting Happy... when you wish you were dead

Day 117 – Thursday, 7 Mar

I set up my mail to be forwarded from the house to General Delivery today. It was pretty embarrassing at the post office, but Linda (the lady most often at the counter) was very nice and helped me get it done right. It’s sort of the end of my last hope that Maria and I might be reconciled, but it also means I’m definitely moving forward. I want people – and my mail – to find me.

On the bright side, Mike Lord invited me to his house this morning. He knows I’m alone and missing Maria, so he invited me over for tea and conversation. Mike is one of the volunteers at PADS. He has a quaint, one bedroom apartment above a funeral home. It’s good to have someone to talk with.

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