Bad day

Very bad day today.

Except for several hours of phone calls to Finland, to my mom and Chu.

Chu was right, once again. I had thought that I should be out of bardo by now, but she quite rightly pointed out that I'm not. I still don't have a permanent base of operations, I'm still living out of a suitcase. It makes me feel better that I have "a right" to still feel bad. She makes me feel better. She is irreplaceable.

(People often wrongly assume that a spouse is supposed to be everything in your life, you lover, your best friend, your therapist. Well, he/she is not, and never can be. It's so important to be able to open up to other people and vent away frustration that would just pollute your relationship with your partner. I'm lucky to have a patient and gentle husband, but let's face it - no one is that patient.)