I know I am not alone in this. I secretly hope that I will eventually get to a point in my life where things are simple, decisions fewer, emotions stable. The reality is, is that someday I WILL have that. I'll just have to die first. The reality is that I am in for complications the likes of which I have never imagined, decisions that are hard and need to be made rapidly, emotions just as helter-skelter as they are now.
I can't really give up on that little secret hope. So, I'll just try to come up with coping mechanisms to deal with the realities.