Wednesday, November 25, 2020

The past isn't really in the past

 I received two hauntings today. One from a former patient, one from a former paramour. 

Re: ex partner, as my friend put it: "that's some new age dating problem". I never thought a shared spotify account could come back to bite me. Shared is loose, I pay for the account and while we dated they had access to it, but I never took access away since breaking up. It seemed like a petty thing and wasn't a huge deal as we parted amicably. 

But as of today it seems they're trying to send messages via song titles by placing them in the queue of my playlist. Isn't that some new fangled thing? I feel like I'm 14 again. It wasn't a great year. Closer to 34 than I am to 14 now, I don't feel any wiser today facing this issue than I probably would have felt at 14. 

The ex patient is harder to deal with. They weren't exactly my patient I guess. A patient of the hospital I was based out of but not under my care. It was their community and legal involvement that caused me a lot of grief. Today they showed back up in my life in a different role, but very much present. 

I thought I left that community behind me forever when I ran away from it. Turns out I didn't run far enough. It's come back to haunt me. 

I spent most of today thinking and feeling that I was on a positive streak with minimal negative emotions this week, then I got whacked one after the other in the face by these two ghosts of poor decisions past. And it's already past Halloween, and not even Christmas eve yet. Anyone seen my scrooge hat, or maybe an exorcist?