Tonight I am feeling cranky as... I am sick of this. I know that there is no point in maning but heck, I feel as if someone might relate. Why can't anyone help us all? There are so many out there suffering as much, if not more than I am. I have had this since last June, which, by my judgement, is almost 9 months. I have been shoved from pillar to post. My moods have matched my Doctor's diagnosis... that is to say they have been up and down, lost and found, optomistic and hopeless. Tonight, after teaching all day and being unable to hang my kindergarten's paintings on the walls because of my USELESS arm, I feel lost and sad. I am sick of not sleeping through the night. I am sick of not feeling like a woman should feel.... read into that as you might ...
I am fed up feeling tired, run down, and hopeless.
I am tired of trying to be happy and optomisitc.
Yes, there are people far worse off than me. Yes there are those with a terminal illness.
Yes there are people who have months, weeks, days or hours to live and my heart goes out to them. But some days this feels like a slow road to nowhere because nobody sees the tears, the sleepless nights, the effort that we go to just to keep our jobs, our sense of huour, our minds. The paina nd discomfort slowly eat away at my optomisitc view on life.
Thanks for listening !