I'm weary and I have a stupid cold. AND I don't have hormones--present or not, I'll toss 'em into the mix and blame those, too... I'm witchy and whiny.
*sigh*
Things simply are what they are.
They're not as they were.....which ought to make me pleased as punch.
Instead, it frustrates the byjeepers outta me.
I know where I was, I know what I went through to get to this place....and I know what I WANT.
It ain't coming fast enough. It's not coming easy or pain free. Heck, I don't even know if it'll come.
Every freaking day it's more pain to contend with. Every freaking night I'm falling into bed hoping to wake up to something different.....and battling to sleep between painful moments. There is no such thing as 'restful' sleep. I don't even remember what that is. *sigh*
I know. Keeping track of the crap just gives me crap to look at.
I am NOT where I was.
And I have new shoes.
Boring.
Black.
They accommodate the insert and they have squishy 'memory foam'.
Yep. Keep track of the crap and that's all you'll see.......
Want different--do different.......
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(((MEL)))
Hang on in there, Mel. I know it's hard and frustrating but have faith that it WILL improve. Yes, I know it's a slow process and it must get you down but remember the happy times you had whilst still suffering. They will come again and again and then you'll look back and smile. Smile for Valerie, pretty please.
When I was a kid, "getting sick" usually meant one unpleasant day. Now it just drags on and on...
((((((((((((( You ))))))))))))
X
[sigh] I know...stinkin' thinkin' doesn't get us anywhere. You know that...but sometimes it just feels better to whine. All I know to do in that place is to go back to the Word and fill myself with HIM and stand against whatever "it" is. When I do that everything is better. I don't know that anything changes but me. Then again...sometimes that is the beginning of the end of that segment in my life.
Together...*we* prayed for you at breakfast.
[[[[hugs]]]]
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