I’ll be honest, much of what I write down here is maybe “exaggerated”, or expressed like things are “horrible horrible intense intense”. But this situation is much lighter than I ever write it out to be.
Mother and Father are actually (on a standard 3D level) very kind, in general, more “service to others” than “ego” oriented, and fairly pleasant to be around.
I am faced with being in a place that I considered a “prison” when I was in high school and college, and now I am here as a conscious, knowing BEing that understands this is a place, and only a place, for my current mission. A lot of “stuff” is coming up, much of it having to do with communication, and being straightforward and honest about what my BEing wants and needs to operate from here.
So that is proceeding, and sometimes it just seems and feels like I do not know anything about dealing with things here.
I have set up my office (in my bedroom, with printer, crystal grids, etc.), I have taken the reins of ordering (online) things that are needed for the house, and I have making sure I go out for at least 2-3 mochas per week, and as of tonight (see here), one dinner out per week.
Next steps are talking to potential caregivers for Dad (and Mom, when she returns), at least part time, and getting an understanding of their insurances and what they cover.
Overall, to me, these things clearly go into my “Yes, I know it feels like a pain, but it will be a lot simpler when you just DO it” file.
Part of the “forging“, I presume.