I highly urge everyone to walk their fingers over to their Facebook page, and report them for their filth! I mean really! People! We are not this shallow are we???? How the FUCK are you going to sit there and say GLT people should not have rights! This group blows in a bad way!
The real man never looks back, because there is nothing to see.
It’s hot and muggy, smelly and sticky…. Everything Philly should be this time of year…. All I want to do is chill in the AC!
so I just got back home from my monthly injection. A few months ago they upped the dosage, totally normal, no big deal, well now it’s effecting my body SO much more. I walk out of the medical building, walk a few blocks, yake. Walk a few more blocks, feel disorientated, sit down, take it easy for a few…… Keep making my way to the subway….. Get home, get the second, third, and fourth wave of shire, unflattering hot flashes, and yake AGAIN!
So, this is how I will feel for two days?! And yet, I’m told I will feel much better the next 28 days, until it’s almost out of my system, then I will feel I’ll from it being out of my system, and start all over again…. I explained that by day 20-22 I feel the effects of it wearing off, meaning I start feeling sick again. They said it’s “all in your head, tell your mind you feel fine”, and of course I look this jerk in they eyes, and said, a junkie doesn’t have withdrawals, it’s all in THEIR Heads! Jerk looks at me and said, “oh lord no, those are real!” wtf? Really! That’s not what o want to hear! Lol
So I’m home, and need to rest, but this will be short lived…. As the lil one will be out of school soon, but until the my bed will be holding me up!
better than Christmas in my world! It’s almost his birthday! Can’t wait to celebrate with my family!
i want my child to feel the love of a father the way my father loved me! Here it is mothers day, and I got a 5am wake up call to puke duty…..
To no surprise, bio dad won’t make time for my angle, when all monkey wants and needs is cuddles, and someone to hold hands, while both ends declaring war on the belly :-(
How can a “man” not be there for a sick child? How can you hold your head up high, and call your self a parent when you don’t even parent?
Happy Sunday to me, tired, worried, and smelling like my child’s vomit! I know at the end of each day, when I tuck my monkey into bed, say sweet dreams, and I love you, I mean it! I know when I check on the sleeping child, and refill a water cup, pick up the stuffed animal that fell, and put the covers back on, that my child feels the comfort!
And one day, for my child, I hope monkey understands, and forgives him for his actions. One day I hope my child can have time well spent with dad. And one day, I hope my child grows up and loves me the way I love my child.
And one day, for me, I hope I forget the pain I feel today. As I have already forgiven, I yet to fully let go to forget. I know how unhealthy anger is, so I let go each time I meditate, I have enough faith in Buddha, to understand this may not be ideal, but I have strength. I have many options in life, it’s up to me how to follow them, and make the best of them. And one day, I hope to look back and know I did my best.
Yet, for today, I hope my sick lil monkey mends…..
A prayer of emergence from divine amnesia. Statues crumble, temples turn to dust, words die to silence, and emotions change unceasingly.
Lead me from the unreal to the Real, lead me from the darkness to the Light;
Lead me from the temporary to the Eternal.