Lately Ive had a couple of people who have seemed to revel in jumping on me when they discover something imperfect in my life- look! Your lifes not perfect! You act like it is. Nope. Not by a long shot. Need to hear a negative status from me? I wish I had a closer relationship with my oldest son. I try, but hes hard to get to. I get in fights with my husband sometimes. My ADD is very frustrating, it makes me lose everything constantly. I have PCOS and endometriosis, most of the time its pretty mild but on bad months it is bad. My house ranges from cluttered to a shambles, and if you visit during a hard time pain-wise it will lean more toward a shambles. I get easily overwhelmed. I have an odd phobia of telephone calls, messages, and emails. I wish I could lose 10 more pounds. I worry about money sometimes. I tend to overextend myself then have a hard time accomplishing what I said Id do. People seem to either love me it hate me, and it makes me very upset when they hate me. I cry I yell I get depressed. Then I pick myself up. I look at all the amazing things I have in life, the people who love me, watch a beautiful sunset, play a song that moves me and dance my heart out. I am not joyful because my life is perfect. I am joyful because there is beauty in the imperfection, in the struggle, and even on the hardest days there is always always reason to smile.
Posted on: Sun, 08 Jun 2014 12:48:23 +0000
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