Some days I just get mad.  Today is one of those days.  Hell, I’m not mad; I am pissed.  I need to stop censoring myself just because I don’t want to offend anyone reading this.  I am pissed!   I’m pissed that I still have hope – hope that somewhere inside me there is still a vibrant healthy person, but everyday I feel myself slipping further and further away from her.  I am pissed that I cannot just wake up in the morning and take control of my day.  I am pissed that I can’t always finish the laundry when it needs to be done or scrub the damn toilet.  I am pissed that my head and neck hurt so … [Read more...]