OMG I have so much to tell you.
But right now, I am overwhelmed by everything.
I have a billion posts in draft and I cannot bring myself to finish them.
I have a gazillion things I want to share but the words just wont come.
I am overwhelmed by the wonderful things.
I am overwhelmed by the insignificant things.
Work is hard.
Home is hard.
Great things are hard.
Hard things are hard
Vertigo and emotional instability is motherfucking hard.
Even posting a blog post is sending me into a freak out.
I think I went back to normal too early.
But I am too scared to ask for help or just a little bit of compassion.
Apparently I don’t look sick.
Apparently I don’t sound sick.
Lets face it, technically I am recovering from a brain injury.
How is that supposed to look?