Back again

Road trip was cut drastically short as my bones, muscles, and depression ganged up a bit. there were a few dodgy moments before I accepted that my plans needed to change, but here I sit: alive. 

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Pros: 

I'm on a road trip!

My friends are wonderful!

My car is running great!

I've seen and hugged two dogs!

Cons:

I can't stop crying

my body betrays me every moment

at 38 I've the strength of an 83 yr old

there is no end in sight

my pain is constant

Selfish:

I don't want to end my trip early but it seems I have to, if I want to get back to home base. 

Remember: 

Depression lies. 

Depression lies. 

Depression lies. 

ps

repost from postsecret.com

Sunday Goods

Descended upon my mom today with dinner and general silliness. That's good. 

Ready for my road trip (I think). That's good. 

Hoping for a chill evening. That's ...

...car races on the teevee. Next to my head. There are other rooms, I could take a long bath. That's good. Good idea. good plan. good night. 

Secret's Warren

Each and every Sunday since, a long time ago in a galaxy far away, I first encountered Frank Warren's Postsecret I've wished for someone to share them with, to laugh and sigh and aww together, reveling in the human experience...I'm still wishing. 

That's my secret. </3