The question that is running through my head over and over again as I'm trying to fall asleep, but of course I'm epically failing, is Can time really heal things? I haven't mentioned this before and I'm hesitant to mention this now, but heck this is a blog after all. I've been going through a lot in my life right now (who hasn't?) a lot of emotional and physical issues and I keep telling myself that time will fix things, that I just need to be patient. Well, there's the first problem. I am not a patient person at all, at least, I've been told that. So here I am, day after day, telling myself that I'm not going to get better over night, that it's going to take time. But what if it doesn't work? What if I spend all this time trying to fix myself and I just can't be fixed?
Don't get me wrong, I want to get better, I really truly do. I mean I'm driving myself crazy, not to mention my family and friends. Actually, that's a lie. Not my friends. They kind of know what's going on, but not really because I don't want to worry them. Thank goodness for Catherine and Corey, two of my friends that have no clue how incredibly screwed up I am, they just know I need support and they are offering it to me. So back to my pondering. Can time really fix me? Or am I just wasting my time?
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