Banishment, Now This Will Only Hurt A Little

I sit in my office, the converted garage. The Boy is soon home from work, and I cannot be present. The Boy my husband are working on having a civil relationship. Mainly this means that The Boy pretends to be human and I disappear from the house during waking hours so that my husband can try to communicate the nuances of social niceties to him (so instead of grunting, try saying "Hi").

This results in banishment. My banishment. I am only slightly resentful.

But, the summer is beautiful, the hallucinations are few, the voices are gone. and life is OK if not good. And it really seems to be working. The Boy has become more human over the last week or so. Only 49 more weeks to go.....

Sorry that the posting has been few and far between. The more "normal" I feel, the less compulsion I have to whine to the world at large about my life. And god, does it ever feel good to feel good. I wish it would last more than a few weeks or months. Right now my only complaint is allergies and severe insomnia (still). I haven't slept the night through since October. Up between 2:00am and 3:30am for 1 to 3 hours. I feel too tired to do anything, but too awake to sleep. I hate taking narcotics or soporifics. See, there I go whining again....