Well. I’m sick. for the 4,356th time. And it’s totally breaking me. Seriously. Like I’m a total broken woman. It’s … Continue reading Sialadenitis. Gross.
Christmas was hard. Then I managed to get the flu, bronchitis and an ear infection. I spent New Years curled up on the couch with tea, a blanket and my J.
I let being sick break me a little. I missed those days when in my old life I would have someone I know would take care of me. He would bring me medicine, a cupcake, soup and he knew what I needed. He would rub my back and ask me what else I needed. He would check in on me and be so sweet and kind. Obviously I am romanticizing and possibly inflating the reality. I just can’t remember the truth. Because when things got bad, when he changed that was my new reality. A year ago I was violently ill and he found me on the bathroom floor unable to move. He barked at me to get up and left me there to myself. Continue reading “2016. Please don’t be cruel.”