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Good Grief. I’m D-I-V-O-R-C-E-D.

er, uh

Posted by devra on July 21, 2007

I am, at this moment, drunk.  Sometimes, alcohol is the best option.

I am supposed to have a place at the beginning of August.  I am still waiting for the landlord in question to come back from vacation.  Nothing is real until a lease is signed.  Until then, I am homeless & anxiety prone.

In the past four months, I have gone from a size 8 (13o lbs) to a size 0 or 1 (105 lbs).  I’m 5′3″.  Think maybe I’m stressed?  Um, yeah.  People are beginning to tell me I’m too thin.  Mostly women, though.  And women are not always supportive of other women, where weight & appearance are involved.  Yeah, thanks.  It’s not like I have any control over it.

 At the same time, men I have had platonic friendships with for ages are beginning to make passes at me.  Which, honestly, pisses me off.  What is with fucking men?

4 Responses to “er, uh”

  1. Elayne Riggs Says:

    Oh dear, Devra! Please try to take care of yourself! Stress is one of the worst things for one’s health. Alcohol isn’t the best either, particularly combined with stress, so try to wean yourself gradually if you can once you’re settled in. I wish you were around the NYC area, I’d treat you to at least one home-cooked meal!

  2. Michael L. Says:

    Take care of yourself, Devra. Here’s a toast (with straight tonic water) to better days.

  3. devra Says:

    Thanks, guys. I’m not drinking constantly. Just occasionally. :)

  4. Johnny Bacardi Says:

    Wishing all the best for you- hang in there.

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