Happy Birthday Isaac :)
Okay, Fexcellent is dying, I know. I have a reason though, I always have a reason, haha. Mid years are coming, I barely have time to blog here so I'm just taking a little break. Getting my creative juices flowing again. Everything seems to be going good, I'm happy. I just can't get the feeling of danger out of my mind. I don't know what I'm thinking exactly, but whatever.
I met up with Rah and Lots over the week, it was nice to know that I'm still welcomed. It was fun, crazy but fun. I'll upload pictures after this antagonising post. So yeah, things were chaotic this week. This week I've learnt a lot about myself, some things I needed to know, somethings I didn't want to know. So it was a week of good and bad, but you always have to take the good with the bad. So I'll start with the good; I've thrown myself to the curb. I'm building myself back again. This has a lot to do with the bad I'm about to reveal. But I realise that I need to be strong to get past all this shit. So I'm not gonna cry, I'm not gonna get scared. I'm gonna be me, all through the darkness, I'll get lost, but I'll fix my eyes and get up. Cause I'm not losing to this, I've found myself, and I don't need to depend on someone else anymore.
Now the bad;
I have hypoglycemia. On Wednesday, after P.E what I had was a mini seizure. And all this time those morons we call doctors told me I had an ear imbalance. So this is me, I'm screwed up, from head to toe, inside-out. But I'll be fine, I mean I'm scared you know? There are a lot of risks to this. But I don't care anymore, cause I'll be getting better, I won't sit around and get eaten away. I'll be fine. So no sypmathy is needed, no cries of worry will be said. All I need right now is a little understanding, maybe to keep me from going under? Or just to remind myself that I'm fine, that everything will be okay. Cause everything will be ok. And that's a statement.