Yom Ha’atzmaut: 74 years of this great nation/state. I also give them so much credit for the silent fireworks which were absolutely magnificent, but also well thought-out to avoid triggering PTSD sufferers. Some of the celebration was shared to my Stories yesterday.
Closing out the month of April on a high-ish note. Change is coming, and I am preparing for it to the best of my ability. This month was rough, and I am trying to recover to avoid issues with trauma moving forward.
Anyone who has been reading my work for more than a year knows May is a difficult month for me, filled with loss, mourning, and more tragedy than any one person should have to endure. I am hoping this year, it’ll be far more positive. To start, a very close friend is moving to the area and I look forward to spending time with her and (finally!) having some fun, as well as mutual respect and appreciation. Most of my closest friends live overseas, so it’s not like I can call them and ask if they’d like to see a movie, go hiking, shopping, or simply have dinner together. It’s a luxury and a privilege to have my friends close at hand, so I am excited she will be here soon. 😊
If I’ve learned anything in life, it is to go where I am most appreciated and valued. Anyone who chooses not to see the real me is someone I do not want, or need, in my life. They can take their negative energy and vile attitude somewhere else. I don’t deserve the bullshit, and yes, I am working on a piece where this subject will come up. I don’t play games and I’ve reached my boiling point. Unfortunately, I have simply been too sick the last few weeks to complete what I’ve been writing, but I assure you I’m getting there. Slowly, but surely.
Bright Blessings, one and all.
This is relatable, I’ve been between a 12-16 most of the week, and it has been A WEEK. Here’s hoping I feel better soon, or at the very least, less pain.
Right now, I am following my mantra; Remember it all. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind.
I am slowly recovering from the two procedures I had this week, along with a mess of x-rays. Today’s procedure triggered a bad migraine, so I’m hoping my system will respond to the medication and cut me some slack. I was in bed early last night, but after tossing and turning for almost two hours, I ended up reading, crying (I’m going through some rough things.), and then getting very little rest before my alarm went off. After that, I was on an insane mission to rush to get things done. My body HURTS because I pushed myself too hard, but at least now I feel like I can breathe knowing that I took care of me and some chores which were necessary.
I am waiting for approval for scans of my knees and my right calf, ankle, and foot. A muscle in my right calf was startingly painful during the exam, and the doctor is concerned. Hell, so am I. My doctor’s office said the approval process could take a week or two. The doctor didn’t mark the request(s) as urgent, so I could see a denial before I see an approval. It slows things down, for sure. For now, I’m under orders to physically rest my legs whenever possible and to stretch carefully 2-5 times a day. That’s reasonably fair. I can do it, and I’ll be careful.
Moving into the holiday weekend, I’ll be doing as much writing as I have in my head and heart. I have no desire to partake in any kind of celebration because, and I’ve only recently started to talk about this, but certain holidays are very traumatizing for me, and more so as we move towards the month of May. I’ll do my spiritual thing, rest, heal, and hopefully next week I will feel a lot stronger. I am making big decisions and changes, and I’m proud of myself for all of it.
For now, it is what it is, but I am taking names and I am more than ready to kick some ass. Of course, some people will have to remove their semi-permanent sticks first. 😉 Unfortunately, certain types of people ask for things they are not willing to give you; like privacy, a thousand tons of respect in the face of constant hatefulness and disrespect, and they lack the absolute basic understanding that certain types of selfishness can actually kill me, which is why I carry an Epi-Pen. Yes, I will be writing about some of those things over the next few months, and I might even leave their names out of it, if I’m feeling kind. Newsflash: I don’t feel kind; I’ve had enough.
Buenos noches, beautiful people. May your Friday, and your respective holidays, be peaceful. I’ll see you on the other side.
This is for the Boston Marathon next week. Lots of Ukrainian flags and country flowers have been planted in support.