So Just incase you mis-understood......
this is not a Prozac driven, all things positive, all the time....
kind of blog.
This is about a real life.
And life is hard sometimes..(ok- a lot of the time)
So this blog is about me trying to be positive.
Trying to find the good that can come from any given situation.
But reality is.......
Sometimes i just can't see the cup half full right away.
Sometimes i need a little bit before i can get there.
Today was hard. Really, Really, hard for me.
I cried a lot
and had 3 too many breakdowns.
I was having my own little pity party.
(those are healthy right?)
I told myself it was ok to greive today ...
as long as i could pick myself back up tomorrow and move on.
(we'll see how that goes tomorrow. I'll let ya know)
i am going to miss so many things about my current state.
so many people...so many comforts...so many things that i
probably have just taken for granted.
(I'm almost done. I promise!)
I felt more like a hobo today than a gypsy. that's for sure!
A homeless, little, insignificant, dirtball, vagabond.
(my husband laughed at me and assured me that i am none of those.)
Anyway, it felt good to cry and now that the flood gates have opened
i sure hope i can control them better than i did today.
b.t.w. I am on prozac.
I just ran out yesterday. that could have a little to do with all this.
ooh and it is that time of the month.....
that too could be playing a part.
thanks for letting me boo hoo....
brighter day tomorrow....for sure.
I'm gonna put on my big girl panties and get over it! :)