MJM017 wrote:

Am on the West Coast of the US. We have many cases of the virus and some who’ve passed away. I feel very badly for the people who this has affected.....I hope all are doing well.

 
I'm very aware of the people I sit next to on the bus & train. Everybody should tie a hankerchief around their wrist to cough or sneeze into A month ago all this would have appeared surreal.

Went to see my counselor today...after a few months of not needing her...to move around the boxes of thoughts, feelings & progress I keep in my head. She asked what I needed to happen see a way out of the space I'm in and I told her I didn't know but that I'll know when it's time to move and where my place is in the world will be....
 

Leslie77 wrote:

 We decided not to hug and did an elbow bump instead. Perhaps that is the new hand-shake. 

Same re the forearm bump = handshake


I hope it catches on (if that's too bad taste....tell me and I'll delete it)
 

I am about two months into my process and having a really hard time with anxiety about COVID-19 and the overall isolation during what is already a really difficult time for me. I am staying with my parents during our travel advisory to avoid having to self-isolate with my soon to be ex husband. I am in a confused state where I still find myself missing him and wishing I could go over there, though.

Also-I am new here--what does TGT stand for?

I could not imagine being isolated with my GX.  My prayers go out to anyone having to go through this at the present time.  There are so many perils in the world but our spouses had to go and create their own and drag us into it.

It is a season, a valley, it is not a place where we will be forever.

Sincere safe ehugs.

Ellexoh, how is it in NZ now? I’m in CA, and I’m afraid this lockdown is just at the very beginning. There aren’t many cases in my area yet, but there will be. It’s slowly getting here, too. It feels like a tidal wave, slowly but surely heading this way.

Yes, thanks for the prayers and e-hugs Rob.... it’s a nightmare I never imagined in my wildest dreams, to be isolated with my GID husband while trying to homeschool the five kids... again. I’ve worked so hard the last few years to get away from the extreme isolation that we all lived in as he would be gone for work four to five days a week and I would stay home on the farm and homeschool... but now we’re all trapped again. He’s delighted, on his absolute best behavior, showing the kids how wonderful he is. He’ll swoop in anytime he hears them get upset with me and be the knight in shining armor, being oh-so-patient, carrying the frustrated one away to put on calming music or being super nice and encouraging... it makes me want to scream at him, because he was NEVER there to help me for years and years of real homeschooling. And he’s only doing all of this to brainwash the kids so they’ll supply him with attention.
The one area he keeps messing up in though and can’t pretend away is his compulsion to decorate himself. He can’t resist putting on our daughter’s cute vest and prancing around to get their attention, or putting on our son’s little St Patrick’s day hat with our daughter’s pretty clover scarf... he came and found me in the kitchen and just stood there all dressed up, waiting for my reaction. I had none. Other than wanting to run far, far away.