oh dear GOD
what happened to me
we were set to have fun
my youngest sister who is 45
came over Saturday night to spend time with me
slept over she had a long day at work EXCLUSIVELY
to draw blood from patient
but after a good night sleep
watched mass the next morning
and got ready to take the baby to see Santa
she understands the story about the birth of baby Jesus
and IS IN AWE to be the next generation
to bake his birthday cake
i was a downer
stubborn walked way to much
eventually had to get a wheelchair
how embarrassing to be a pathetic person with the gifts around me as my sister waited on line with Eva for almost two hours
what possessed me to walk as i did
taking my second set of meds may have given me an extra
wind in my step
point
when making it to Santa after shopping for Corissa
i was miserable got to see her sit on Santa's lap
and speak to him about a couple of dolls
she was Joy to watch
i was a miserable
and i couldn't stand it
sitting
while people just walked on past me
i hated myself
i rarely use such a strong statement
to have been such a sour piece of candy
i didn't like me and how i was feeling
trying hard not to show my family
my sadness
failing
me