AAAAGH, I am the worst fucking person! I just walked into the living room and asked my mom if she'd seen Lucy, and I got most of the sentence out before it hit me.
I swear, I'm not crazy, it's just habit, and now my mom's sad again, and I feel like a fucking tool, and I still want my kitty!
Oh. ;; It's hard to get used to.
Ugh, no, you're not a bad person or crazy, it's just... not what you're used to 
I just. Have no coping mechanisms, when it comes to this.
I told a 'your mom' joke to my best friend the day after his mom died. Not on purpose! absent-mindedly. my point is, being forgetful/habituated is normal
