Posted: January 24th, 2011 | Author: FibroChick | Filed under: Fibromyalgia | 2 Comments »
So, I haven’t written in a very long time. Apparently a very, very long time. I’ll tell you the truth, I came back here and I expected the last post to be dated in December, maybe November. It’s August. Right there for everyone to see. August. I don’t know exactly how it happened. I kept wondering what I’d already written but I was too tired to go back and check. I worried about rewriting something, or worse, contradicting myself. I remembered saying, quite out loud, that I am not depressed. So I worried, what if you saw the desperation in my words. What if I told you of the mornings. The ones where I just lay there and I can’t even move, I’m trying, but what if you think I’m not trying hard enough?
I don’t have too much of a good reason. You’re spamming me!!! Stop spamming me! I can’t tell the spam from the comments and now I’m suspicious of everyone. Tell me who you are, tell me that you love me but don’t tell me to buy your cheap mp3! Unless you actually love me and are somebody and really want someone to buy your mp3 . . . you can see where I get lost.
So here I am, back, but a little lost.