Don’t touch me if you don’t mean it.
At her job, Maria Torero cares for sick human beings. At home, she lavishes love on slowly dying cats — 175 of them at last count.
The 45-year-old nurse has turned her two-story, eight-room apartment into a hospice for cats with feline leukemia, scattering it with scores of feeding dishes and at least two dozen boxes litter boxes.
Some have suggested she shelter healthy cats instead. “That’s not my role,” she told The Associated Press. “I’m a nurse. My duty is to the cats that nobody cares about.” She said that “people don’t adopt adult cats, especially if they are terminally ill.”
Photos by AP Photo/Martin Mejia
No I do not want to talk.
I want to peacefully get ready in my room by myself. Today has been just fine without you and will continue to be just fine without you.
This is important for me not to delete but to recognize that I had these feelings and they passed and I did indeed want to talk and we did and because of it everything is okay now. I’d usually just delete it because it was a bratty moment and I’m embarrassed about it buuuuuut recognizing that with psychological space the anger passed, is probably important to DBT and I should be… Documenting/paying attention to more instances in which I am “practicing new thought patterns” and whatever. /distancing language.