Medications for the Broken

12-02-2009 Wednesday

I realized today that the more I think about the situation I'm in, the more hopeless I'll feel and it gets me closer to a breakdown so before someone lock me up in an isolated bin for the lunatics, I need to get a hold of myself and try to keep the remaining pieces of me from falling apart. It's not an easy task but I gotta at least try for the sake of the little things that matter to me.

I have a few reasons that I can still think of to keep fighting and I know that as long as those reasons are good enough then I can focus on things that matter most. I'll live life like what I always used to. Live like it's my last day. Laugh out louder than anyone when someone cracked a good joke. I only have one life to live so I have to live it well.

As for the problems that I have, there's nothing I can do to not have it so I'll just let it bother me for awhile then move forward. I'm still at the point of my life where I needed to go out, go crazy, and just be merry. Life is too short to be goddamn boring and sulk, besides, everyone has to go through some tough situations, it's just a matter of when.

I always claim myself to be a tough cookie so I think now's the time for me to let that toughie out and hide the vulnerable me. I have to be strong and get through this. I'm gonna need my medications.... My daily does of strength... My gramma, my Alex, my Damien, my wonderful colleagues..etc etc....

Labels: alex, Damien, gramma, pieces, pink crimson, toughie

posted by Monica-Lynne @ 6:24 PM