Here are my bath towels and me. We have been feeling angst today. And by angst I mean stomach-churning anxiety and depression. We don't know what we're doing with our lives, but we're pretty sure the thing we've been trying isn't working out for us these days. My towels and I are lonely. We spend a lot of time thinking about families.
Em! That pic of you is beautiful! I know it hard sometimes, But you will find your right place to be and then you will find all the joy in the world! I love you!
Posted by: Heidels | May 02, 2006 at 01:11 AM
Em! Geez louise, you're so pretty!
Posted by: Anne L. | April 30, 2006 at 01:06 AM
Mle!!!
It's Terri.
I so understand your anxiety thing... I have and go through some sort of it every day of my freaking life!!!
Take a deep breath and know that there are very many a peeps that love and care for you, just BREATHE*
Love, TEDDER**
Posted by: Terri B | April 28, 2006 at 01:58 PM
I love that your mom just wrote, "check it."
Posted by: Couch | April 27, 2006 at 01:50 PM
emma: to know her is to love her, which is sometimes the problem.
check it, em-- you have love and support all over the damn place. i hope you can feel it.
all my heart, my spleen, a kidney--if necessary, both kidneys,
Maman
Posted by: SpleenMa | April 27, 2006 at 12:59 PM
I hope things turn around soon. I agree -- a mini vacation or visit home could do wonders. I'd offer something up but we're getting out of town this weekend/next week, too. See! Everybody's doing it! Let's jump off this bridge together!
Posted by: Mary | April 27, 2006 at 01:36 AM
Em, if you feel like a road trip south, you're always welcome here...like Grace said, think about it.
Posted by: Lin | April 27, 2006 at 01:21 AM
If it's any consolation, I was lonely and miserable for the first 4 - 5 months of living in France. Relocating sucks. So does growing older.
Posted by: Couch | April 27, 2006 at 01:19 AM
Holy criminy, something is in the air/water/sand in Santa Cruz. Funk is all around. I hate it.
Can SpleenMa come down?
Can you go up and see Sarah da Dopp?
Could you go down to Lin's and fight the rattlesnakes with her?
Molly is not in a good place right now. Her teacher's death, the impending death of her Dad's best friend, school is bad. But, if you just want to come over and just be, then come over. The place is always unlocked. Wifi is always up (in the living room, where you usually sit)
I'm sorry you feel bad. But you look beautiful when you're sad. That's no comfort, but goldurnit, it's something.
xoxox
Posted by: GraceD | April 26, 2006 at 11:40 PM
I'm with your momma, come to "here!" Her "here" is my second city, and there is much non-angsty fun to be had there, or you know, here. I would love to buy you a Pabst, or some chocolate, or a hippy to make you happy.
Hope you feel better soon Em.
Posted by: kerri | April 26, 2006 at 12:33 PM
hey girl,
i'm thinking you're due for a trip to san francisco for a city adventure vacation with a reckless blogging friend. do something to get out of your head and your home and feel more alive. i need it too. get up here.
or maybe i can go south for the outing. i'll look into the public transit options.
you free this weekend?
i'm completely serious. email me.
Posted by: Sarah Dopp | April 25, 2006 at 01:27 AM
you know that I include myself as family in your life, cuz you're family in mine. Sorry that sounded cheesy but your just as much my sister as any of the blood ones.
Posted by: lily | April 24, 2006 at 05:16 PM
Hey now....
I wish there were something I could do for you...You look lovely in your depressedness... I always look 25 years older when I feel that way. That is something to be not depressed or anxious about. I am so ready for the late 20's to be over, and it sounds like you are too. You know what I was thinking about you today? You would be an AMAZING mommy.
Love you
Posted by: lily | April 24, 2006 at 05:13 PM
hunny--
come to here. I'm not even crying and sad today! we could take turns.
I miss you.
xoxo
Mammy
Posted by: SpleenMa | April 24, 2006 at 04:02 PM
I didn't know I could talk to my bath towels about this, or that they could even feel that way!
Every now and then I fall apart too, Em.
I just want you to know it is a natural and normal part of growing up.
Posted by: Brook | April 24, 2006 at 01:01 PM
I'm sorry it all seems tough just now. Any chance you could get home for a week or so just to recharge and figure out that you're where you want to be?
There is no doubt that moves are very difficult and that they rarely seem perfect for the first year or so. The loneliness of new places is claustrophobic sometimes.
It's good to recognize, though, when maybe not the move but the situation just isn't the right fit. Feel better, kid. I'm thinking of you. xoxoxo
Posted by: Lin | April 24, 2006 at 11:56 AM