Showing posts with label brann. Show all posts
Showing posts with label brann. Show all posts

Sunday, December 28, 2008

an interlude from pain...


Went through me mum's photos the other day... and came up with some great black and white images (some not so good) that I scanned it - very therapeutic (for a while) - so decided to make a montage - I've only used black & white (or sepia toned) ones... and ones that included a grandparent at the very least... I threatened you with these photos, so enjoy... but if you'd rather check out the slideshow (with captions), you can view it here!!!





As for me... loneliness, emptiness, heartache... I'm in that place at the moment... so here's a poem...



The Silent Tear © by Kayla Minor

It comes at night when no one is watching
It comes so soft, that it barely has a feeling
When it comes, your heart is at ease
And the only thing that is on your mind, is
Now the agony can finally leave

As you gaze into the emptiness that fills the air
A Droplet tends to fall
While your memory races back to the time
When you thought you had it all

You try to hold in what is deeply within your soul
But the burning is so intense; that you just
Can't help but to let it go

During the night a stain is made
And at the same time all your pain is able to fade
The only true feeling that you feel, is the wetness of
A drop that is left by a single tear.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

2008 - a really shit year...


Farewell Aunty Al....



another sad time... me Aunty Al died last Thursday - the funeral was yesterday... (and if you're wondering what the cake's doing on her 'remembrance' card, she was renowned for her 'sweets' passion!!!)

So, last night was a really weepy night...

did I mention Brann and I split up as well? - so I guess some of the tears were for a relationship ended... no point assigning blame - I'm too worn out with grief... we just couldn't give each other what we needed from each other... what timing though...

so I'm going to go and cry my eyes out (again) - and toast lost friends... and wonder how me and the 'gang' can afford to stay in this house... at least until the end of the lease... ooooh, $1700 per month rent will mean a very frugal existence indeed...

fuck, there's still a few days left of 2008 - what else can it throw at me??? roll on 2009 - but then, there's me mum and her illness... and me old girl Allie has to get through summer yet - maybe just roll on 2010!!!!

Friday, August 15, 2008

Full circle

Ever find yourself wondering "what if ...... ?", or thinking "if only ..... ?"



I live with an alcoholic who's on a bender and a half at the moment... so far there's been wine, vodka - what is it with the vodka? Why do alcoholics think people can't tell they've been drinking if they drink vodka? It's alcohol for fuck's sake - it all affects the way they move, speak (slurrrrr?), how they smell - ask any partner of a drunk!!! Who knows what else there's been while I've been at work - and all of this after collapsing at work and being rushed to hospital last week - a warning from his ulcer - it luckily didn't hemorrhage, this time.



He has an addiction, I know that - and of course it's my fault - no doubt that's familiar to partners of alcoholics too - which of course absolves them from any responsibility for anything - of course, he has an addiction so as he's told me "deal with it, get over it"!!! Because apparently once you acknowledge you have an addiction, you don't have to do anything about it!!! Everyone else just has to deal with it because it apparently doesn't affect them at all - beware the person that says they're a 'happy' drunk - they are only happy to be drinking!!!!



Then there's the just plain nasty crap that goes on. As a vegetarian on moral grounds, I find it really hard to deal with the cooking of rancid, decaying flesh - but I've been assailed this week with the most nauseating stench - it permeates every room - such a horror to come home to - such an in your face reminder of the murder of innocent creatures - oh, and of course, I couldn't put the exhaust fan on could I - we had to go through that shit, that "to'ing and fro'ing" - me turning it on to try and get some 'respite' from the smell and him turning it off - you know how it goes - that total wearing down, that belligerent and obnoxious attitude...


and there's all the other 'niggly, narky' shit... and the inevitable threat of withholding money with that skewed, warped idea that I'll use it on myself??? I'll benefit while he misses out???? I really don't understand that garbage!!! that constant wondering if the bills are going to be paid on time takes its toll - of course, the utilities are no 'skin off his nose' - they're in my name - foolish me!!!

Both our fathers died because of alcohol related illness (cirrhosis of the liver) about the age my partner is now... so it's really hard to watch someone you've loved and cared deeply for over decades (and ohhh so hate at the moment) drinking themselves to death... and of course it's hard to be with someone who's drunk when you're not - so easy to fall into that routine of drinking too because 'it's easier'... and so easy for that to escalate - so easy to just get into the habit of getting a bottle on the way home... I never feel good after getting drunk - it's not my drug of choice... and it really is no fun being totally pissed together - drunks 'bait' each other, and that can be a highly volatile time - we've both been there many times - better not to 'bite' and that's impossible with booze around - it's taken me a long time learning that!!!

Unfortunately I bought a bottle the other night - I was really pissed off with him, he handled a week without booze, and there he was getting stuck right into his cask - it was soooo comfortable without booze around, so less stressful - I had no desire whatsoever for a drink that night - I'd enjoyed that abstinence - so I was angry at me for reacting that way - but I did throw half the bottle out - I felt better about myself after that... Seeing someone so dependent on alcohol can be a tad confronting, disturbing and frightening!!!


when will the shit end... started Tuesday, it's Friday night now... I want my sanity back!!!!


Ahhhh, life with an alcoholic - frustrating most days, frightening some days, debilitating always, and sheer 'hell' during a bender...


what if.....


if only .....