My life recently
I have had a lot happen lately. It's been easy and it's been hard. I've been laughing and I've been crying. I've lost hope and I have been given it. I love and I do not love. I breath when I cant hold my breath any longer. But it usually comes in great big gasps like I've just been revived. The nice weather has reawakened my spirit and my fight against the daily evils that would have me in tears.
Yesterday I went on a picinic with Ryan. Yesterday my dad had about a pound removed from his arm . . . but they think they got most of the cancer in that spot. I got bitten by a spider and my skin is having a weird reaction but I will be okay.
Today my uncle said that he would go through with his melanoma treatment which means that he will get elephantitis (which will ruin his career, but he said that ultimtely he wasnt to be around to take care of katie and karen) and also do the interfuron treatment which will make him very sick and suuicidal throught the treatment (which will be approx. 1 year). I am really really worried. No one wants to see someone that they love so much go through the pains of life that they do. I am worried that he will die.
When I PMS I have low self confidence. I am PMSing. Yesterday I pulled on a pair of jeans that were a little too tight and I started to do the whole muffin top thing and I burst into tears. . . completely unreasonable I know. I am beautiful. I am sexy. I am not fat.
Today in class there was a guest speaker from Morocco talking about the arranged marriages and Islam and life for women in Morocco. It was really interesting. I love it when I get a glimpse of another culture. It dispelled a lot of my misconceptions. She said that people of Morroco think all women in America are as sexually free and dress like Britney Spears and Paris Hilton. Silly isn't it. Aren't our beliefs abut other people silly too?
Yesterday I went on a picinic with Ryan. Yesterday my dad had about a pound removed from his arm . . . but they think they got most of the cancer in that spot. I got bitten by a spider and my skin is having a weird reaction but I will be okay.
Today my uncle said that he would go through with his melanoma treatment which means that he will get elephantitis (which will ruin his career, but he said that ultimtely he wasnt to be around to take care of katie and karen) and also do the interfuron treatment which will make him very sick and suuicidal throught the treatment (which will be approx. 1 year). I am really really worried. No one wants to see someone that they love so much go through the pains of life that they do. I am worried that he will die.
When I PMS I have low self confidence. I am PMSing. Yesterday I pulled on a pair of jeans that were a little too tight and I started to do the whole muffin top thing and I burst into tears. . . completely unreasonable I know. I am beautiful. I am sexy. I am not fat.
Today in class there was a guest speaker from Morocco talking about the arranged marriages and Islam and life for women in Morocco. It was really interesting. I love it when I get a glimpse of another culture. It dispelled a lot of my misconceptions. She said that people of Morroco think all women in America are as sexually free and dress like Britney Spears and Paris Hilton. Silly isn't it. Aren't our beliefs abut other people silly too?