Before you go on to tell me exactly why and how important it is, just hear me out.
Who knows where we head from here? Does it matter?
I remember when I used to treasure a photo and keep it between pages to keep it safe.
It’s easy to ask ‘why’ and it’s tough to answer it.
It was a way of constantly reminding myself that I was not in a happy place.
I think of life as one long to-do list.
That's because outside of my boring bubble things are happening, things are changing.
I am always in two states, either too determined or not at all. I have never been one to dwindle on the middle ground. I either feel too much or nothing at all and it's too late for me to change.
When this whole ordeal began I couldn't help but feel alone, distressed and worried about myself. But as things began moving along and the world kept revolving, with or without me, I realised my privilege. The thing is, it's so easy to live in a bubble. There are people suffering more than us, but no, we're still more important than them in our minds. Actually, life is very simple, you just have to keep breathing. When you have the basics covered that's when you really start to see the relief.
It's not like I haven't been to the doctor before and I am the type of person who is afraid of them. I don't mind it. But this time I was afraid. I know thus far, I sound like I am making a big deal of minute things. But, a 'doctor' and the word, 'medication' … Continue reading The Doctor