WHATTA DAY

Surprisingly, I’m in an okay mood.
Yesterday, not so much.
Despite my jacked up knee and the constant migraine,
I made a deal with myself yester….er….early this morning whilst studying my Korean lessons.

I’m going to overcome where short-term obstacle that is in my view.
I’m going to tackle my weight issue.
I’m going to devour every negative vibe that isn’t worth my time.
I’m not going to entertain stupidity.

Now, I’m holding myself accountable.
How so?
I love tattoos.
If I fail my mission, no new ink.
I’m determined to do this.

I have too much going on in my life to have an obstacle at every corner.
To constantly feel like a failure.
Even at times, I feel like I’m wearing deflated floaties,
I can do this.

Also, I’m writing on Vocal Media..You can check out my unfiltered writings below.

Beauty in the Eye of the Beholder
The Struggles Of Getting Over A Broken Heart 

xoxo

Today wasn’t a good day.

I didn’t all the things I had planned to do today.

Migraine was x100, so I just….slept. I didn’t feel like doing anything. When I did rise up, I felt sick. It’s not unusual for to have migraines. However, these are to the extent of last times major migraine. I can tolerate many pains but my head and stomach aren’t ones that I can handle.

Despite being in physical pain…

I feel like I’m going through something mental as well. That it’s this unexplainable delusion, so I just don’t talk about it. I just pay attention. I just watch, watch, and watch some more; feeling like something is hidden, but I know it’s there. Just no key to unlock such door. Some gift wrapped box that I’m not allowed to touch but only see. It’s frustrating.

I hate feeling like I have to be on edge now. I suspect everything now. Every action. Gut intuition is always on x 1000, but trust no longer is available. How does one live their life in such a way, yet move on like….nothing has never happened. Yes, I forgave, but it’s getting harder and harder for me to forget. It was going well, trying to put down new pavement to earning my trust, but it seems like he’s one of those road workers that start the project but doesn’t finish it.

I don’t question it. Why not? Because he won’t see it. He sees himself as trying and would get up in arms, if I disagreed. So, why even bother to speak of something that would cause an argument, which is stupid.

I digress….Maybe I should just keep everything internalized as well as this migraine that’s just waiting for me to submit to the pain and just….give up.

Again, I digress.

xoxo