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Facebook.. you so funny.. you try to know me. Yes.. I DO KNOW those people and that is exactly why I am not friends with them.. please stop reminding me I have allowed crappy people in my life for a long time. Thanks bunches..
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Interesting feeling .. I have gone so long miserable and exhausted due to insomnia that sleepy feels so different. I know my body is just saying "finally... we can catch up on some zzzzzzzzzs!" But I feel half drunk lol — feeling sleepy.
Re - I saw this an knew you knew this well, but maybe others who don't understand grief might. It is so true in so many situations, but grief is such a deeply personal and intimate journey. One we always have our Heavenly Father to walk with us. One day at a time and you are an awesome woman of God in your journey!
GOOD MORNING!!!! Yippy! Yay and all that other good stuff. 10 freaking hours 10 HOURS! Of what you ask..
SLEEP!!!! 6 hours uninterrupted sleep... 6 FREAKING HOURS. How you ask.. didn't take the Ambien which by the way was INHIBITING my sleep not helping. Which oddly enough is a side effect of a sleep aid.. not to mention the Celexa has weight change side effects and trouble sleeping.. so lets see all the meds I am on trying to get me straight are screwing me up.. this is comical. I know we will find the right combo but now Ambien is off!
Honestly can't wait until morning I get to sleep in if I can pull off 8 hours look out world! I know I am pretty hard on myself but I am openly and honestly. As much as I love the uniqueness that is me and want to share that with the world I also truly hate part of me. The sick part. The part that is dead and dying. Is that part of who I am right now? Yes unfortunately but loving that part of me would be like loving a cancerous tumor, accepting that part of me would also be like accepting that the tumor is OK to just be there and kill me without trying to fight. So yes I do hate part of me. The part I need to fight to survive because if I embrace that part of me... The depression, the anxiety, the insomnia, the hurt, the weight gain, the inactivity. ...All slowly eating away at strong, silly, unique, loving, out going me.
Bottom line.... I don't want to die... I just have to figure out how to save me. Here's my thought of the day.. BE YOURSELF. Just be you.. if you have to be loud, obnoxious, overbearing, or flaunting to get attention.. then I wouldn't trust the attention that is received.
Kick back... relax.. be yourself you don't have to blind people with yourself to get love.. unless of course it is your hair them by all means BLIND PEOPLE! I finally had my epiphany from Monday... I am a bit late.. a Snuggie is just a robe turned backwards...
Great article on things everyone should know about talking with someone who has lost a child.
Ten Things Not sure what I would do without Aunt Ann's emails...
God is the one who has given this guarantee, but we're the ones who have to grab hold of it. When all seems to be turned against you, when the waves are about to wash you overboard, when sorrow seems to have swallowed you whole, hold out for the promise that He will turn every sorrow into joy. O Faithful One, give us the grace to hold out for the fulfillment of Your promise to turn our sorrow into joy. |
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