I'm tired of being a patient. Tired of being sick.
I am tired of having patience with this tumor.
Like Whitney, "I have Nothing"
except I don't have the killer vocals
Everything was stolen from me. Life changed in a weekend.
Lost friends, Lost my husband, Lost my home
Sucks I know, but people make promises that they don't keep all the time.
I have absolutely nothing for myself, the amount of REAL friends I have can be counted on one hand. It feels like everything has turned against me. Even my own body. Too many surgeries and complications for one person to experience. Is it EVER going to get better? I’m trying to make lemonade out of these lemons life has thrown at me but I’ve forgotten the recipe.
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