I heard this song today and it really felt like it needed to become my next blog post.
Bruises. Literal and figurative.
I'm bruised from repeated bloodwork and had been (and will be again soon) bruised from repeated injections night after night.
I'm bruised on a mental level though as well which hurts more than any yellowing spot on my skin. My pride, my sense of humor, my everything is bruised.
Whether these things make for better conversation, that I dont know but, I tell you what... I love the person I've become through this. I'm stronger, I'm resilient, and I've learned to not give a damn what other people think of me. Maybe this comes off as bitchy but I need to think about myself for a change instead of everyone else. Not that I would have wanted to go down this path on purpose but it has shown me a new outlook on life in general.
I also found this picture today which I liked as well...
When I get where I'm going in this journey I'm going to be grateful believe you me....but these bruises will stay with me always as a reminder of where I came from and how I became the woman I am/will be.

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