tuesdays

When I went to grief group last week, they talked about how hard the holidays were, especially in the beginning. They talked about when “the date” roles around, how hard it was. But one person brought up that it could be something as simple as a day of the week.

TUESDAY.

I hate Tuesdays. Though I can’t remember what I have done each Tuesday since, I know today, tears just rolled down randomly, when I thought they were all done. Had to take the pill again today.