Healthy Relationships

I used to have to take a couple of Tums everyday when I went into the office.  I haven't had to take one since March 2020.  Occasionally I take some Nexium when my mom makes fried chicken or I have something that might make feel acidy.  It's no longer an everyday occurrence.

My former hair stylist had told me about some books regarding holistic healing after she found out about my cancer diagnosis.  Granted, she was hoping I could score her some clients at the cancer center.  I did read one of the books and found it was interesting that there is a sickness that can related to the unhealthy relationships we have in our lives.

I was told that something probably burst through with the cancer starting in summer 2014.  That was an awful summer.  I was having problems with Betsy and worried about my job.  It was a very awful time.  My mom blamed her for a long time for this happening.  I get that stress can accelerate it and I didn't blame her.  It didn't help that I had to deal with that at all.

I kind of knew that my time with Harold was coming to an end.  It seemed like he would keep posting about going on drunks and then someone finding him.  Then he would thank everyone for their love.  I'd reach out and hear silence.  He had that weird relationship going on with Alison that I knew things weren't going to happen.  We really didn't communicate much that year.  I was feeling like a failure because of the time I wasted.

So is there something to be said about the people you spend time with making you sick?  Yeah.  I think so.  Well, take the monster that lived downstairs.  I was sick with sinus infections because of him. I know it was the marijuana but I do got to say that the acid reflux would kick in when I'd see him outside when I came home.  Thank god he ran indoors.  He wasn't a healthy person to be around despite his drug use.

I know we can't avoid those who are toxic and rude.  It's just really liberating when you can get away from them.

Have a healthy Friday good humans.  

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