Well, it seems an extremely sentimental and recently incredibly useful pillow of mine has been ruined. I started to speak up about how to wash it, but was ignored. Instead of insisting, I let it go. Sure enough, it’s all messed up now, with the filling all scrunched up and lumpy, despite my efforts to smooth it out for a while now… I make a massive effort to take care of things that matter to me, so that they do last a long time. Now, this pillow that I have maintained for a very long time, due to one person’s careless treatment of it, is ruined… and no one else will notice or care.
So, that really hurts.
I know it’s just a pillow, but it meant a lot to me.
It also has been necessary for me to be able to sleep in my current state, because it truly was the perfect size and style for under my belly as it reshapes itself. Now, I’ll have to go hassle with throw pillows from the living room to see if any of those might work. They won’t be a good fit, but they might be okay enough to help.
Post-a-day 2025