My troubled week

I’m mad at myself. I’m annoyed, frustrated, angry, upset at what’s going on in my life in the past week. I’m annoyed at not being able to work through what I need to work through.

I’m annoyed at the system not caring enough, when we need help from the system. I’m annoyed at not having any support growing up. I’m annoyed at having to feel annoyed. I’m annoyed at others saying they care and then not showing they care. That annoys me the most. An assault takes time and patience to work through.

I feel better that Daniel is happy to go back to University in February at the start of the second semester. I feel better that I’ve come through the fog that was beginning to cloud my judgment. I feel better that I am eating normally now and that I can eat and swallow normally again.

I feel better that my life is more-or-less back on track and that I can function again. I feel better because I’ve written what I needed to write and I’m feeling calmer now. I feel better that I’m strong enough that I didn’t give up and feel better that Daniel is beginning to feel slightly better with what he has been dealing with.

We’re heading in a more positive direction now. I feel better about that too. Rant over.

25 Sep, 2011

6 thoughts on “My troubled week

  1. I am glad that everything got better in the end. That’s what I call a mystery of life. We never know when it comes and goes.

    We just do our best and work through as much as we can.

  2. Getting things out like that really does help us. It’s not healthy keeping things bottled up.

    Glad you were able to get it off your chest and that you’re feeling better.

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