its easy to get down. to throw a pity party(in private, of course) for yourself. i have been missing an incredible amount of school in the past month or two. i don't particularly like school, often i feel like i could be learning so much more if i wasn't trapped in there. so, every once in a while i just don't go. because of this bad habit, i don't have much credibility when i tell people i wasn't at school because i didn't feel well.
but then. other times i can't physically go. my stomach hurts so bad i can do nothing but sit and try to wait it out. it can best be described as an ice pick slowly tearing through my stomach. other days, i have to leave school early because it(the pain) will just come out of nowhere. i went to doctors back in the winter, and it just go so.so frusturating because they never had any answers. hell, they even thought i had some psychological disorder. i think i am going to go back to the doctors in may if this hasn't gotten any better.
"I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in his word I put my hope."-Psalm 130:5
My body aches, and it hurts to sing. And no one is moving. These lyrics by dallas green seem like they could be mine.
love.
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