I WILL NOT BEAT MYSELF UP…. I WILL *NOT* BEAT MYSELF UP!

12/6/11

12 pm

Ici… (tada!)

My fr-omlette:

a FrittadaOmeletThingie.

Breakfast.

Huh.

It’s NOON & my mind ticks off the many things 2 do today.

 

I have songs 2 sing, bills 2 pay & many calories 2 burn b4 I sleep.

 

Making eggs? Took one hour.

 

-How do people *do* this?

 

Ach.

 

I’m stressed & full of self-judgment.

-Little Voices in my head, lobbying FOR me 2 believe that I cannot find my way back 2 a “Real Life.”

 

(But, I mean, really? How much more “real” can life get than *brain surgery?*)

 

It’s cruel 2 be cruel 2 oneself & yet:

Witness me, fighting myself.

-And witness me, fighting back.

 

(It gets kind of confusing in here, really.)

 

“Bee vs. Bee:

THE MOYAMOYA SMACKDOWN.”

 

Man.

My mind is louder than a cage full of monkeys.

…All fighting over the same banana.

 

…I better go eat the damn thing (my “Fr-Omelet”, not a banana), b4 I end up with the added indignity of *cold* egg on my face.

 

That’d be *just* spectacular.

XOX

Bee

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