I slept in. Really, really slept in. Then I got up and did stuff around the house and got ready to go for a family event. Then I packed food to take for my lunch. We took the dogs with us.
I was glad I took my own food. In my own dishes. I feel paranoid, but...
It was nice to visit with everyone and watch the hockey game, but it was nicer to go home.
There is shit going on that isn't right. I have to keep working on understanding it's someone else's reality, that I don't have to react. But my emotions get the better of me.