Oh My Dear Misery.

Oh, what a wonderful situation. I came back today to my job after my absence due to medical reasons. Hours later, I find out that the time I took to get better will be discounted from my salary. That means that I won’t be getting paid for seeing a doctor, taking medicine, and taking care of myself even when the pain wasn’t letting me work. Isn’t this great? I wish I could go back in time and tell myself to suck it and just work with the pain. 

To say I feel somewhat miserable right now is an understatement. But this is just part of life. I can’t let this affect me. I need to continue forward with my head held high and just walk past it. But man, fuck me right? Well, enough about feeling pathetic. I write this post to release the poison inside of me and not let it eat me away. I wonder why misery loves company. Isn’t she a little bit cruel to share the pain with everybody she can? Or is it that she wants to humble us? Who knows. Thank God, I am alive.

"Happy people find a way to live with their problems, and miserable people let their problems stop them from living" – Sonya Parker (I think…)