I hesitate to publish the following because I don't like to be all "woe is me"... nor do I really want to expound on it any further than what I've written either, mostly because I've gone over and over it in my head enough on my own. But at the same time, I had to write it down... with hope that it's therapeutic.
These last few weeks have been rather rough for me and with everything that has happened...
I don't feel like I feel I should.
I feel lost and I'm not sure how much longer I'm going to last without changes.
It's confusing and difficult to sort through everything that's in my head.
I just have to follow my heart and know that no matter what, everything is going to be ok... one way or another.
Something that I've learned this weekend is that there isn't one single person without major problems in their lives. At least if there is, I've never met them. That everyone feels lost at some point if not all of their life. That people live life expecting that they know the way their life is going to go, what's going to happen, but then have that flipped upside down. It's weird to think of, but it's true. There are always bumps, conflicts, frustrations. They can be heartbreaking and break you down, leaving you to question everything.
So what do you make of it, once this happens and you feel this way? Be positive? Sure, it's the only thing you really can do. But that's so much easier said than done. You just have to be positive and hold out hope, knowing that it will all be ok. Too bad things can't be solved with a snap of your fingers, right? Wow, that would be nice. Such is life.
In other way overdue news, my wisdom teeth extraction went incredibly well. I survived my first surgery ever! I had really minimal pain and stopped taking pain pills by Sunday morning. There was hardly any swelling and I was eating solid food by the following Thursday. Needless to say, I was overjoyed with how it went. The whole anesthesia experience was actually a little bit cool... in a way... even though I was shaking like a leaf (as the nurse said, but I was cold too!). It was just crazy how fast I was under and just had no idea what happened as if it hit me like a ton of bricks. Crazy. Oh, and I got to keep my teeth. Ha! Here's some pictures of post-surgery, one icing my cheeks and the other cuddling with my dog, Lily. I couldn't really smile that big at all cause of the pain and minor swelling. Kind of humorous.
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