I know it has been a little while since I've posted. Everything seemed to be going well until tonight - I just about died due to kidney failure last year at this time. I'm just now realizing the severity of everything and I am a blithering, sobbing mess. I keep wanting to apologize for what happened, but it truly wasn't my fault. Why do I feel so guilty? Why do I keep seeing my cat's concerned faces as I left that evening? Why do I want to call Mom back and tell her I'm sorry for making her sad and worried about me? Why am I so angry and guilty about something I could not control?
Whelp, time to call my therapist. Good thing my ostomy support group is next week. Time for an Ambien...