Things could get a lot weird around here for awhile. The treatment I'm currently on for HCV has brought about a "person" inside of me that I'm not familiar with, nor do I like. She (RIBA) rears her ugly head when least expected and without warning. She leaves no one unaffected. Hopefully, her stay will be temporary. And when she does finally go, my family and friends will be able to forgive me - that is, if I don't kill her first...
I've spent about the last 10 hours crying- just because the medication makes me. I'm afraid to go to sleep because of the strange dreams I keep having. Why do I suddenly desire to eat dead bunnies? I'm halfway through treatment now- 3 more months to go. Can I survive it? I pray so...
Writing is the only therapy I can afford. I decided it would be more "sick" of me to continue to keep my thoughts to myself. So as morbid as my "sharing" is, it's the only way I have of releasing the demon inside me.
One thing that hasn't changed is- my love for God, my family and my friends. I'll be back soon...
Originally written: March 31, 2010
Hang in there Mickey - we gotcher back; some days it may be waaaaay back, but we're here. :) You know what I mean. And this journaling therapy works, so keep it up. We heart you!
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