Poor Gonzo.
And good luck with the weekend.
I just went in to put a clip in my now-shorter hair to get it out of my face and I realized I can’t change a thing about what’s coming in the next few days, so I need to stop thinking about it.
CFIDS causes me to overthink everything. Ya know? I thought, once I had gotten out of therapy for the anger caused by CFIDS, that I would be able to accept my life for what it is. But the truth of the matter is that I still find myself thinking I’m that same person who moved to Vegas in 1989, and I’m not. Not even close. Some days I see part of that Me and other days, she’s nowhere to be seen.
So I’m going to ask you and the other regular Undeaders to either ignore me when I say stupid stuff or remind me that the stuff I’m saying is stupid.
I’m asking that because I’m too close to the situation to see it for what it really is.
So please?