Today I am Today
So.
I'm not dying.
I have a hormone disorder. I'm not getting enough of one, and getting too much of the other. I have two options, either remove the uterus or stay on birth control doubling up when the yummy stuff comes running out of the baby hole. I don't like it, either option means no children, not that I want children, but it means they probably wont be possible. But with the magic of science these days, I could have a chance and if that means the day I want children is the day I get a miracle, then that's all I can hope for.
But you know life is funny like that and I believe, in one way or another, all of this is a test. What kind of test, I don't really know, probably something about growing up, responsibilities and taking them for my problems. Or whatever, I never study anyway.
:D
Wedding things are sort of starting to get to me, although not really, it's everyone around me, hounding me about the wedding that's getting to me. I knew it wouldn't be the planning that would be bothersome, it'd be the people, their opinions and everything THEY think I should do. It usually goes like this:
"I think you should (blahblahblah) but that's just me, I mean it'll be nicer than if you (do what I'm doing) but it's just my opinion."
That's right, it's YOUR opinion, not mine. If and when I want your opinion, I'll ask for it and even then I'll probably wont listen. The worst ones have to be when women start talking about their wedding, like it's how everyone should do their wedding and I know I'll do the same thing in my latter years and some youngin's going to want me to shut up as much as I want them to shut up. And these are the same women that have told me over and over again, "Don't listen to other people it's your wedding."
Oy.
I honestly had more to say than this.
Oh well.
-Jess
P.S. Batman's better than Superman
I'm not dying.
I have a hormone disorder. I'm not getting enough of one, and getting too much of the other. I have two options, either remove the uterus or stay on birth control doubling up when the yummy stuff comes running out of the baby hole. I don't like it, either option means no children, not that I want children, but it means they probably wont be possible. But with the magic of science these days, I could have a chance and if that means the day I want children is the day I get a miracle, then that's all I can hope for.
But you know life is funny like that and I believe, in one way or another, all of this is a test. What kind of test, I don't really know, probably something about growing up, responsibilities and taking them for my problems. Or whatever, I never study anyway.
:D
Wedding things are sort of starting to get to me, although not really, it's everyone around me, hounding me about the wedding that's getting to me. I knew it wouldn't be the planning that would be bothersome, it'd be the people, their opinions and everything THEY think I should do. It usually goes like this:
"I think you should (blahblahblah) but that's just me, I mean it'll be nicer than if you (do what I'm doing) but it's just my opinion."
That's right, it's YOUR opinion, not mine. If and when I want your opinion, I'll ask for it and even then I'll probably wont listen. The worst ones have to be when women start talking about their wedding, like it's how everyone should do their wedding and I know I'll do the same thing in my latter years and some youngin's going to want me to shut up as much as I want them to shut up. And these are the same women that have told me over and over again, "Don't listen to other people it's your wedding."
Oy.
I honestly had more to say than this.
Oh well.
-Jess
P.S. Batman's better than Superman