I just realized that I haven’t posted anything since Friday. I was wondering if it was a sign that I’m making progress, but when I thought about it, I realized it has nothing to do with progress and everything to do with Super Mario Galaxy. It’s pretty much the only thing I do anymore. I don’t really think when I play, so it’s a nice distraction. I’m sure I’ll get sick of it eventually (I’m almost finished with my second time through the game), but I do feel like I need to find something else to distract me when that time comes.
Tonight is our last session with our support group. I’m kind of a mess about it ending. I’ve become so attached to some of the people in the group, and it’s unsettling to know we’re not going to see them every week. We’ve already made plans to get together in two weeks, but it still doesn’t feel like the same safety net it has been. My grief counselor said that the people in these groups tend to stay in touch, but I’m still nervous about saying goodbye to everyone tonight. We spoke last week about how we don’t really know anything about each other’s regular lives, but we know all the details about the most personal, devastating things that have ever happened to all of us. I realized last week that I have come to love their children, even though I never met any of them, and I feel like they all love Jillian. I hate that these people know our heartbreak so well, but I’m glad that we all joined this support group.