January 22, 2009
Maybe it's just PMS, I don't know. Well, anyway. Sometimes when I feel all frustrated and fed up like like this, I have to get it out in a poem. So here's one:
This world has not
Been kind to me
I've never fit in here
I'm wrong about that
So it seems
My vision's just not clear
And my neck is weak
It's not strong enough
To lift my face from the dirt
I can't look up
And see my dreams
My heart has been too hurt.
Copyright 2009, Marj McCabe, all rights reserved
There. Now. Maybe, now that I've gotten that out, I can get on with some other, bloggy logistics tomorrow. Thank you for letting me vent. And...thanks to everyone who gave me advice or at least commiserated with me on my blogging technical frustrations. You guys rock, as always!
Isn't it horrible to have an injury the impacts you in so many ways. We just don't appreciate the beauty of the way these bodies move until we have an injury.
I will send healing energy in hopes that you feel better soon.
But I can relate to rib pain too... had intercostal neuritics for a couple of years that I thought was going to kill me. If we could just stop breathing, it might stop hurting eh? I hope yours heals up quickly.
Immi: Thanks. Isn't that a line from a song, "it only hurts when I breathe?" Not something we can avoid doing!
You are not a downer when you express your honest emotion. We all have our up days and our down. A serious injury like yours really impacts your days and makes it that much more difficult to maintain a positive state of mind. It is perfectly understandable.
Hope the ribs are getting better. Believe me when I get so much as a paper cut it impacts may day and my state of mind! Seriously!
Together we stand! Divided we fall. So stand next to me girly!
Big hugs to you my friend
Jade: You're awfully sweet, too, and I appreciate you. Yeah, maybe if we all remembered we are connected, and stood right next to each other, we wouldn't keep falling down!
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