I have spent all day trying to fix housing. Hours and hours, calling, meeting, begging for mercy. Persuading.
I think I have fixed it. I don’t dare talk in absolutes.
I think we will be able to stay in San Francisco, and that ways have been found around obstacles.
What is not fair, what is absolutely not ok is that someone who was not as able to advocate for themselves, who didn’t have the strength to push back, who perhaps wasn’t lucky enough to be able to express themselves clearly and calmly would have not had the same result.
I have survivor’s guilt big time this evening. What happens next for me is going to be dependent on a cascade of small interactions and tasks being completed, and obstacles being overcome. If I don’t keep on the ball, I will just drift at best. At worst I will drift off to sea…or Sacramento: either is a fate I do not wish to have to confront.
I have a plan, a list of people who need calling, and a list of things I need to do. That was my entire day.
There needs to be a fairer system that keeps families in the area that they are embedded within, within their communities and doesn’t require people to be capable of fighting their corner.
..In other notes, I want to be able to smoke a joint and play (acoustic very quietly) guitar after 7pm without being told off like a kid. I want to cook a hot meal in a kitchen, instead of hiding a rice cooker like a con in a cell. I would like a little tiny dog and a desk to write at. I wouldn’t say no to a room of my own. I just want normality…and I guess I am going to have to fight for it tooth and nail.
Yay! I hope it is soon. I am sending strong thoughts of home for you!
I am glad that you are able to advocate and yes, fight for yourself. There are times when I too suffer from survivor’s guilt due to the cancer, Hopefully you will be able to remain strong and get what you need. Along with those wants.
Oh Rebecca! You really feel guilty? That makes me so sad, you must have fought so hard, and really hurt. Thank you for the good wishes. love, TPS xx
So many people around me did not survive. I sometimes wonder shy I did. I even had a person tell me they wondered why I survived and their husband did not. It hurt, but then I didn’t blame her as I probably would have felt the same in her position.
That was not very polite or gracious of her! I am so sorry, Rebecca, it sounds terrifying. How many years clear are you? xx hug xx
13. I do need to find a way to get a mammogram though. I didn’t get one last year and I don’t like going without now.
I hope you get that mammogram soon. You have been so brave and done so well. You are amazing! My warrior friend!
Thank you my dear friend. I think that it is you, who are the amazing one after all you have dealt with.
I admire you, and value your friendship immensely, Rebecca. I’m doing my best to make this not such a sad story. I hope to have good news for you soon! xx HUG xx Thank you for keeping me hopeful. You are inspirational.
And I definitely value yours. You have helped me realize things on a much deeper level. It is somewhat easy to see someone on the street in passing, but it is a visual acknowledgement only. When one is able to hear or read the real struggles and battles, it makes a big different in understanding how bad it can be. I do hope for good news soon.
I really hope I can give you some good news soon, darling xx HUGS xx You are amazing !