I just sent this email to Jacob, and thought I’d post it here too, because honestly, I would like others’ input on whether or not I have, like…post-traumatic stress disorder or something.
Truthfully, I am really, really, REALLY worried about this September, and am honestly thinking about trying to hide out away from all media for the whole month so I don’t have to see any 10-year anniversary crapola.
This is what people without health insurance that could pay for going to a shrink do: post their mental health questions on their blogs. What can ya do.
I hope you’re having a lovely day.Everyone in the world is out having fun, and I’m here making 300 truffles and a bunch of other stuff for the shop and orders…a bit worried about finishing before my mandatory day off tomorrow [my pal Maresa is using the shop on Tuesdays for her baking biz, so I have a forced day off! I know it will be good for me, but I’m dreading it. I want to make cough drops and pain au chocolat!], and thinking about how gorgeous it is outside and how much I want to go play. Or at least mow the lawn. Alas.So, here’s a thing. Remember how a while ago you said you don’t think I’ve gotten over Sept. 11? I’m watching this new show [truffle rolling = great Netflix time!], Sports Night. It’s Aaron Sorkin’s show before West Wing. I like it but don’t love it. In the opening credits, and in lots of the commercial break spots, are shots of the WTC. I think the show might actually be set there. And every time I see it, I start to feel awful. Scared and just overwhelmed with a crushing sadness. Then the show comes back on and I feel OK again, but it’s not very pleasant. Do you think after 10 dang years, I should be over this? I can’t decide. But I think I might go back to watching Family Ties.Much love,me