I'm feeling alone today. I had a little cry. Not for myself, but for someone else. Problem is, no matter the cause, the end result is the same. I feel horrible. And once the tears started, they just don't want to be suppressed. Let all the greedy little emotions out to play and the bastards refuse to be stuffed back in the box. So here I sit, feeling alone, actually, I AM alone, with my emotions all raw, and it's not really where I want to be.
I was asked today how I could make jokes about having leukemia. I explained that I can laugh or I can cry. I prefer laughing. I'm being reminded why that is.
Pity party, table for one.
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