Joy Beyond the Dark
Life is a journey. A journey of ups, downs, and in-betweens. A journey that no one should have to face alone. I've been through a lot in life, and want to show others that you can still find joy despite what life throws at you.
An Open Letter to My Bullies
Dear Bullies, I don’t know if you remember me or not, but I certainly remember you. And never in a million years did i think i’d be writing you this letter. But there is so much I want to share with you.
It’s ok to feel completely overwhelmed with life. It’s tough for every single one of us in one way or another. It’s ok to cry yourself to sleep. Whenever it rains, picture it as tears falling from the clouds. Even the sky cries when things get heavy. It’s ok to question yourself. We all have doubts and fears...some more than others. It’s ok to get angry and frustrated and fed up with everything. Life is hard and isn’t fair. Period. It’s ok to be anxious and depressed. We all have an inner Piglet and Eeyore that needs to make itself known sometimes. It’s ok to grieve. Losing someone you love is one of the most difficult things a person can go through. It’s ok to slide your back down a wall, burying your head in your knees when you reach the bottom. Sometimes it’s easy to feel that we just can not go on any longer. It’s ok to want to just throw in the towel. We’ve all wanted to give up at one time or another. Sometimes it feels like the easier thing to do. It’s ok to not be ok.
Truths From the Covid Unit
For those of you who haven’t read my other posts, I had contracted a covid-19 infection while I was in a hospital for back surgery. I developed pretty severe symptoms. High fever, nausea and vomiting, extreme fatigue and weakness, and wheezing and shortness of breath that led to needing to be on oxygen.I was in the hospital for 2 weeks, and then was transferred to a rehabilitation hospital for 3 weeks. It was a terrifying ordeal. Aside from myself, I personally don’t know anyone else who had to be admitted to the hospital for covid. The people I know who were infected, were fortunate enough to be able to recover at home. The point of this post is to raise awareness as to what goes on inside the covid unit. Everyone speculates what it might be like, but I’m here to give you the full inside story, coming from someone who lived there.
Lessons on Living, Taught by Almost Dying
*** TRIGGER WARNING *** * This post contains real medical information and photographs taken from my hospitalizations, which may be sensitive to some individuals. *
Back Surgery & Covid-19
waiting in pre-op August 3, 2020 The morning of my microdiscectomy. 4:00 AM. I’m waking up to the sounds of the alarm. It’s 4 already? Ugh. Better get my sister up. We had an hour and a half until I had to be at the hospital. I was finally having back surgery to fix a herniated disc. I was scared, as I haven’t had the greatest experience with medical procedures, but I was looking forward to the relief it could provide. It had been 5 months of dealing with excruciating pain and nerve injury.
I See You
I see you. Anxious ones, when your mind won’t rest. The depressed who are struggling just to get dressed. So many parents, wondering if they’re doing enough.