At this point in my life, I've started shrugging it off and doing everything I can to be everything I can, if that makes sense. I can't deny any of this. I can't wish it away with whatever that magical positive thinking is supposed to do... something about asking the universe to help out? Something about deciding to change overnight and then
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I am still struggling with trying to brush off ranting tirades from people who have become convinced that I want to be in pain, that I want to get worse, that constantly talking and blogging about my conditions will magically make them worse. I'm getting there. First comes the amusement. Then comes the boredom. Then comes the lack of caring. I will know it when I get there.
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