Will there never be a day where I feel 100% ok?
I seem to recall feeling good. I recall having slight aches. Or slight pain. Or tired. Never have I felt ok. Like everything is right with the world.
I knew I what I was getting into. I knew the surgery was going to alter my day to day life. I knew that the road would be long and winding.
I’m so over this now.
I want to wake up and stretch and hop out of bed. I want to sneeze and not flinch. I want to walk without pain.
Man. I guess I’ve got a case of the whines. That girl who didn’t want to adult last week. Isn’t adulting at all today.
And do you know what?
It’s ok to be not ok.
If we don’t allow ourselves to feel it, if we try to squash it down; it’s gonna become too much to handle.
I just need to have my moment and then take a deep breath. There will be time enough to adult later.