- Of course you're raining when I get back, Ireland. Classic.
- I think I'm done with being alone in hostel dorm rooms. It's more exhausting than I realized to have to lock things up every time I leave the room.
- I didn't have to take my shoes off at the Barcelona airport. I was most shocked to realize that I hadn't intentionally done this, but it turns out it wasn't required anyways.
- I get a lot of reading and audiobook listening done on trips.
- I will always think I've forgotten something, no matter how many times I confirm that I haven't. Although, I think I did forget my beloved adapter on the bus from Andorra to Barcelona.
- This trip got me into double digits of countries I've visited. I have now visited 11 countries (if you count Vatican City and I stubbornly do).
- I'm leaving Ireland far too soon.
- I have so much to do before I leave.
- I still get a bit like a little kid when I see animals, no matter where (I just saw some cows outside the window).
- Travelling with people is better than travelling alone.
- Boy do I take a lot of pictures.
- I should always look up restaurants to eat at before I go on trips so as to avoid a few of the bad ones I ran into.
- I had almost forgotten what short plane travel was like. It's been a while since I had a flight that wasn't US to Europe.
- I'm so grateful for the internet's ability to keep me entertained and in touch with my loved ones.
- It will probably be a while before I'm back in Europe.
I'm angry. And I don't (at the moment) want to be talked out of it. I struggle, often, with expressing or even just sitting with my emotions. I feel like even the photo I chose for this post was more reserved or toned down than how I feel. But, this is my trying. I'm not going to time this post, just going to write until I feel done, whenever that may be. In this post, I'm going to focus on the anger I feel around my dad and my dad's death. Though, don't get me wrong, I'm also angry about a lot of things going on in my city, in my country, and in the world. My dad chose alcohol over me and my brother. There is no way around this fact. Yes, when I am less angry, I can be more reasonabl and recognize that addiction is a disesase and he didn't have control over it. But, right now, I want to be angry. I want to get to be angry. I want to get to feel my feelings. I don't want to rationalize, I don't want to be reasonable, I don't want to be fair....

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