November 26, 2015

I awoke in Diego’s arms. It was the nicest feeling. I checked my phone and saw a text from my sister asking when she would see me for Thanksgiving. I was pretty vague and told her I would let her know when I was leaving.

Before Diego left, I took a picture of the two of us and asked if I could put it on Facebook. After he left, I updated my relationship status and posted the picture in the comments section. I was surprised at how many people commented wishing us well and congratulating me for finding someone. Several people liked the picture as well.

When I got to my mom’s house, I was surprised at all of the questions everybody asked about Diego. They asked everything from how we met to what country he was from. I was told that he was good-looking. Then my conservative uncle (it seems like everyone has a family member like this) asked if he entered the country legally. I gave him the answer he wanted to hear, which was that he is here legally. I conveniently left out the fact that he initially entered it illegally. My uncle failed to be moved by the few stories Diego told me about the conditions in his country. He even failed to be moved by they story of his young dead cousin, saying that it could happen here. My mom came to the rescue and said it was only likely here in a few sections of some cities. I didn’t understand how someone could be so cold hearted.  It certainly caused my uncle to sink in my esteem.

The rest of Thanksgiving was good. I ate foods I shouldn’t have. An hour or two later, I felt the depression creeping up. I recognized it when I got annoyed with Diego for taking so long to respond to my texts. I didn’t let him know. We had made plans to go hiking tomorrow and he cancelled, saying that he had to go to the immigration office to file some papers. He also has to call his mom. The building she lives in in Guatemala has now become unsafe due to some bad people living in the building. He was going to do what he could to help. I definitely must have been feeling depressed, because I was more annoyed at his cancelling our plans than at worrying about his mother.

I left early, not wanting to be rude or let my depression show too much.

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Today I’m grateful for living in a place where I do not need to worry about the safety of my family. I am grateful that I got to see so much of my family today. I am grateful for the fact that my worries are comparatively small compared to people in other areas of the world.

I did no acts of kindness that I could recall today.

I spent no time in nature today.

I spent no money today.

I slept for about 10 hours last night.

I did not meditate today.

I did not exercise today.

I did not follow my diet. I ate what I wanted for Thanksgiving dinner and dessert.

I did not straighten or clean today.

I was showered but did not brush my teeth today.

My mood fluctuated from happy/contented to depressed. My temperament was good.

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