I am just past knowing what to do with a sponsee who wants to say constantly that she wants to drink herself to death. Sponsee drama rattles me more than it used to and I just can't jump in my car and talk someone off a ledge like I used to. It's like my energy level is just different.
Sometimes, a real healthy, eating right, swimming laps, running marathons type of person gets a brain tumor because life is just like that and people are surprised. I feel bad because it doesn't surprise me.
Sometimes, people take such good care of themselves and get everything fixed when it breaks that there is nothing left to kill them but old age. Old age is an awful way to die.....all that waiting and dragging so many people through years of care giving.
Well all-righty then. My mind is wondering through some kind of strange wasteland.