A few weeks ago I made a "Disconnected" thread about how I was feeling. I'd like to thanks those that took the time to post in it, and those I PM'ed with.
Some of the buildings are coming down now, replaced by piles of rubble or a hole in the ground. Seeing them come down was sad, most were very old buildings. But now it's like tearing away the vale of darkness and letting in the light. The scars of devastation are being cleared away, and the rest are being repaired. The last closed street was finally reopened last week as well. We even had 2 "local" tv networks here filming shows in connection to the tornado that caused so much destruction.
I was lucky to actually talk to a couple people that allowed me to open up in a way I haven't yet. I was talking to one customer on the phone whose building was heavily damaged, but still standing and fixable. She said it was really sad to see some of these buildings come down. I agreed telling her how I saw the Victoria St Church being torn down, and how sad it was to see it come down. I've never been to that church but it was still sad to see. We ended up talking for a bit. She told me about their building, and I told her about how I came to town afterwards, running into roadblocks and hearing on the radio about the tornado. She thought that it must have been scary to hear and not being able to get into town. I told her it was, and I finally was able to sneak in. Then how I couldn't get a hold of my landlord to find out about the apartment building I live in. She figured I must have been going crazy not knowing, and she told me about how difficult it was for them to even get a permit to be allowed to see their building.
That was something I hadn't done out loud. Sure I talked about it with a few people I knew, but no one ever talked about the emotions before. It was so freeing to do. To be able to talk with someone who is going through the same thing, who live here. I even talked with another customer who mentioned about how sad it was to see the buildings come down. He even asked me if I was here when it happened, and when I told him about trying to get into town, he thought that it must have been driving me crazy constantly running into roadblocks. Not knowing how bad it was, if my place was okay, home and work. It really lifted this weight I've been carrying around. I even opened up to my part timer who kept asking me what was wrong. I told him I was sad.
Since then I've felt so much better, I've gotten back into my writing, my customizing, created new characters for my stories, and I've been happier. Which my part timer is happy about too, he doesn't like quiet, sad me. Plus a few things at work went well for a change this year which gave me a big relief for once. It won't last, but hey gotta take the good when you can get it and just roll around in it like a big pile of leaves.
Today is even a rainy, grey, dreary day, but I'm not letting that get me down, except for feeling extremely tired from being up to nearly 2 am playing Batman Arkham City (awesome btw).
Some of the buildings are coming down now, replaced by piles of rubble or a hole in the ground. Seeing them come down was sad, most were very old buildings. But now it's like tearing away the vale of darkness and letting in the light. The scars of devastation are being cleared away, and the rest are being repaired. The last closed street was finally reopened last week as well. We even had 2 "local" tv networks here filming shows in connection to the tornado that caused so much destruction.
I was lucky to actually talk to a couple people that allowed me to open up in a way I haven't yet. I was talking to one customer on the phone whose building was heavily damaged, but still standing and fixable. She said it was really sad to see some of these buildings come down. I agreed telling her how I saw the Victoria St Church being torn down, and how sad it was to see it come down. I've never been to that church but it was still sad to see. We ended up talking for a bit. She told me about their building, and I told her about how I came to town afterwards, running into roadblocks and hearing on the radio about the tornado. She thought that it must have been scary to hear and not being able to get into town. I told her it was, and I finally was able to sneak in. Then how I couldn't get a hold of my landlord to find out about the apartment building I live in. She figured I must have been going crazy not knowing, and she told me about how difficult it was for them to even get a permit to be allowed to see their building.
That was something I hadn't done out loud. Sure I talked about it with a few people I knew, but no one ever talked about the emotions before. It was so freeing to do. To be able to talk with someone who is going through the same thing, who live here. I even talked with another customer who mentioned about how sad it was to see the buildings come down. He even asked me if I was here when it happened, and when I told him about trying to get into town, he thought that it must have been driving me crazy constantly running into roadblocks. Not knowing how bad it was, if my place was okay, home and work. It really lifted this weight I've been carrying around. I even opened up to my part timer who kept asking me what was wrong. I told him I was sad.
Since then I've felt so much better, I've gotten back into my writing, my customizing, created new characters for my stories, and I've been happier. Which my part timer is happy about too, he doesn't like quiet, sad me. Plus a few things at work went well for a change this year which gave me a big relief for once. It won't last, but hey gotta take the good when you can get it and just roll around in it like a big pile of leaves.
Today is even a rainy, grey, dreary day, but I'm not letting that get me down, except for feeling extremely tired from being up to nearly 2 am playing Batman Arkham City (awesome btw).
