“I only sobbed for a couple of hours. And then I laughed because it was just so absurd.”
“Holy crap” I said. My friend who was unexpectedly and tragically widowed four years ago was in LA filming a movie this year in mid-February. She got through the whole of Valentine’s Day without a trigger, and it seemed her chosen tactic of ignoring the day had triumphed as she was driven back to her hotel. Looking forward to chilling out after an intense week of work, she arrived at the hotel only to find a Valentine’s extravaganza of sorts in the banquet room in proximity to hers. She was greeted at the hotel by dressed up ladies in the arms of their dates and “relaxed” in her hotel room to love ballads galore and amorous prompts filtering through the walls from the over eager MC across the hall.
Kind of like unintentionally stumbling upon a church service or a restaurant on Mother’s Day in our world. Triggering times a million? Oh, I think so. Read more