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Right now my grief is about death, but it is (somewhat understandably) all mixed up with ends of relationships.

I didn’t really realize how thoroughly the two things had become conflated until I saw a post from Amanda Palmer on my dashboard and literally started to tear up thinking how I would feel if I heard she and Neil Gaiman were breaking up.

That’s right. I don’t actually know them and they are not actually breaking up, but just thinking that it MIGHT happen someday was enough to send me right over the edge.

Grief is a total asshole.

  1. gatsbylives said: Oh god. I get it. In that emo vein — I watched “The Doctor’s Wife” for like , the bazillionth time last night and totally cried. I *know how it ends* and I got all weepy all over again.
  2. digthecat said: I promise I’ll never break up with cheese. *hug*


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