After Thorim, we ended up having two people needing to leave instead of the usual one, so I was in on Freya. Freya's trash is different, in that there are Ents to be banished. Learning to banish during combat wasn't easy, and I messed up more times than I can count, but I did it.
The Freya fight itself is complicated. You have to kill 6 spawns of adds before you can do any meaningful damage, and there are trees that periodically spawn that must be killed immediately. It took us a couple of tries, but we made it.
We went on to Iron Council, just to look at it. Iron Council is one of those fights where there is a lot going on, and I wasn't sure I would even survive. I did my usual thing, and pushed as much as I could. We got them down the first time! I was screaming, "OMG, Iron Council 1-shot, first time!" Oct said, "Did you survive?" and I screamed, "Yes!" I also got a brand-new chest, which made me happy.
This has been an extremely difficult week for me emotionally, and I have kept a lot inside. Monday I found out that the husband of one of the Scout leaders and father of two of the senior scouts in my sons' troop passed away. My dad's surgery has finally been scheduled, and I need to figure out whether I'm going to be needed to take care of my mom. I'm very close to getting a job (I hope).
Last night, I realized that coming in and going out of raids is very difficult for me to manage cognitively. I'm feeling extremely tired, and increasingly impatient with people. I'm coming very close to saying, "I'm done, it's over, no more Raid Member." Next week, the decision of how often to raid is being made for me, because of a lot going on with scouts. Hopefully, that will allow me some time for soul searching and some hard conversations.