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lesser daemon
lesser daemonMay 13, 2025
Mother's day
People talk a lot about milestones in the grieving process. The first month after someone dies, the first birthday you miss. I guess Mother's day is my first major one. You don't really think about how losing someone can change your relationship to the calendar until it happens. The very existence of the holiday felt like a slap in the face this time. All these people rubbing the fact that their moms are still alive in my face. Obviously this is not anyone's intent and I have no desire for peo
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lesser daemon
lesser daemonApr 10, 2025
At least this time I have a good reason
Most of my earliest memories are of not being able to breathe. I had really severe asthma and had to use a dorky breathing device called a nebulizer for a couple of hours a day or I would have an asthma attack. Anytime I missed using the nebulizer or sometimes just because I was asleep I would have an attack and when I had an attack there was a solid chance I'd end up in the hospital. I actually ended up really liking the hospital. My mom was a health nut and we weren't allowed to watch TV so fo
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lesser daemon
lesser daemonMar 27, 2025
There are only so many hours in the day
I guess it only makes sense that you can't grieve all the time but that seems to make it worse when you remember that you're supposed to be grieving. It's pretty nice during the times when I can focus on something to not be thinking about it but then I remember that I can't call her anymore. Or that I'm supposed to be selling a house in a state I haven't lived in for fifteen years. When it comes crashing back in after a brief moment of peace it makes it feel that much heavier. Like everything we
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lesser daemon
lesser daemonMar 21, 2025
I Don't Like Leaving Things Unfinished
Five weeks ago, when I found out my mom was in the hospital, I was exactly 25 days into the hundred days straight of writing I had committed to. Obviously I, uh, did not keep up with it after that. I do not feel particularly bad about taking a break while I was dealing with this. I did a lot of journaling during this time and while it was valuable for me I don't know how much good it would do for my broader writing goals to post the equivalent of a primal scream on my public blog every day. Bu
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lesser daemon
lesser daemonMar 20, 2025
I would prefer not to
I would like to imagine that a world where there is less paperwork is possible. I don't think that's asking for too much. Or maybe just where there's like. A number you can call to tell them someone died. And they do all the paperwork for you. The promise of AI or LLMs or whatever new tech there is has always seemed to me to be built on faulty priors. They are a great way to automate this type of thing I guess but it all seems to assume that a world with this much paperwork is a necessity or in
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lesser daemon
lesser daemonMar 16, 2025
Goodnight, mom.
My mom died on Thursday night. There was a blood moon. She would have loved it. Whole thing was pretty on brand for her all things considered. When I was in middle school my mom found my Livejournal where I complained about her and my family and also wrote about various Star Wars and Lord of the Rings minutiae. Ever since then I've been reticent to talk about my family or personal life online. I guess the good news is she can't get mad at me for it anymore. (Also I did ask her if she was comfo
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lesser daemon
lesser daemonMar 1, 2025
You never know how strong you are until being strong is your only choice
It's been 20 days since I found out (secondhand) that my mom was in the hospital. 18 days since she called and told me that she had decided to stop cancer treatment and enter hospice care, and I drove from New York to Charlottesville as fast as I could. 12 days since I drove to West Virginia to pick up her stuff. 10 days since my partner and sister-in-law drove her to Pennsylvania. 5 days since we got her into her own apartment. 1 day since I flew back to New York and slept in my own bed for the
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