I am recovering from summer heartbreak. My coping mechanism has been television (Orphan Black and Parks and Recreation), the occasional glass of scotch, and social avoidance. I wavered between posting a lot on social media to appear totallychill!lookhowfineiam! to posting nothing because not much was making me happy and I didn’t want to look like a Debbie Downer.
Some of my friends have been extremely helpful. It’s good to have a mix of old friends who know how to handle your shit and new friends who are oblivious to your shit. One day at a time is the mantra I’ve been following. If I seem to have been off my A-game? I have been, but I’m getting better.
Until I’m totally back on that horse, I will continue to find solace in Chris Traeger.