A few photos to illustrate my week (swipe left). Sad and funky for no reason. Then again, I have this ginormous bruise on my stomach and the Knot of Wrath & Vitriol  in my back, so maybe that’s why I’m sad and funky?
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I was three for three on doctor appts this week, despite having canceled one of them about six times in the months leading up to now. It was part of my 2020 goals. Slammed a bunch into one day. The worst part was being weighed. Well, and feeling like I wasn’t being heard. (Don’t worry, I made sure I was!) Turns out bodies are complicated. I already knew this. Sometimes I welcome the reminder; sometimes it just makes me want to scream.
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It’s Friday night, the best part of the week, and I’m lying in bed, wondering if it’s inevitable that I just Cry It Out.
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One beautiful thing I have learned is that I WON’T ALWAYS FEEL THIS WAY. Took a long time to recognize and kill that lie. I relish in knowing the truth.
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Sorry it if feels like venting. For me, it’s important that I tell the truth on my social media. I’m sometimes (very) sad. I’m sometimes lonely. I’m often in pain. I know tomorrow almost always brings light and perspective. Hugs to all!
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