I'm angry that I have pains that won't go away. But they likely won't go away because I won't rest my body.
I'm angry because I'm going to a chiro but I don't believe they really will help and are one of those that just want to string you along and I have add yet more dr's appointments to my week.
I'm angry because on Sat. I spent $85 on an amazing 1 hour massage from a former butcher (I love saying that) and I hurt 2 hours later.
I'm angry because I have cut way down on communication with my ex so that he's actually instigating communication, it's been so long, and it makes me sad.
I'm angry because life isn't black and white and I have to constantly make decisions that I don't know if they are right.
I'm angry because I'm alone and have noone to express my anger to except me in this blog. I just want someone to hold my hand and tell me it'll all be ok someday.
I'm angry because I want to be #1 in someone's life and not #2 or 3 or 4 or 5. But I guess that someone has to be me.
I'm angry because I'm angry and I don't know if it's PMS, or mood swings.
And then it turns to crying.
There there. It will all be ok.
I hope so.