Principia Discordia

I need a hug because some people died in a place I hang out and a lot more people got hurt. It was unexpected and frightening.
I need a hug because the media went FULL ON APESHIT and wouldn't shut up about something that ultimately is Tuesday in Baghdad.
I need a hug because I had to extract my grieving father from the news coverage so he could go back downstairs and submit most of his email correspondence for the last two years for discovery in the law suit the company he founded has levied against him.
I need a hug because my sister is useless and I'm stuck with her.
I need a hug because my husband is far away.
I need a hug because I spent all week cleaning out my mother's craft supplies in the attic, and kept having to fight the thought "leave that alone, she's going to come back to that" because she's fucking not.
I need a hug because we had to split up her jewelry and all I could think about was how she wouldn't want me to have any of the nice things and that she'd rather they go to my sister.
I need a hug because baking is expensive and inefficient therapy.
I need a hug because assholes live in my town and I don't know how to make them stop.
I need a hug because my facebook feed is full of FUCK YEAH about something that really everyone should be sad about. It's sad that two kids got fucked up enough to want to do that shit. It's sad that one of them had to be killed and the other seriously wounded before he was captured. It's sad that we had to shut down a city to make sure those two particular rabid dogs were removed from society.
It's sad my mom's gone and my dad's drifting and my sister's unable to make the leap to adulthood.
I need a hug.

I'm sorry that you need hugs.  I would give you many hugs if you were near.  Have some e-hugs.
*hughuhghughughug*

Fucking OUCH.

Bigass lion hug.

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Thanks errybody

:hugs:

I'll glomp you if I may. ( thanks, pixie for that splendid word!)

Aw, hugs, Gogira! I'm sorry everything is so suck.

 :sad:

:jedi-hugs:

(http://kipper.8m.com/hug/hug.jpg)

Hugs, hold fast.

Hugs, Lady G.  :C

So, I knew that depression was going to be part of the grieving process, I was prepared for that shit. And yeah, I had some ideas about the angry, though that was a lot worse than I was expecting. The thing I didn't know about was this radical loss of internal locus of control. I would really like to stop being terribly obstructionist just to inconvenience other people and feel like I have any amount of control over anything. It's lame and sucks.

It is lame. It does suck. It's part of the process. More hugs.

a hug from me too...