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Every moment is a battle.
I can not stand myself today. I sit here, fingers tapping on my desk, looking at a blank screen and wait for the words to come.
Who am I? I think I know. I mean on paper I’m a lot of different things.
Recently I took two weeks off from Facebook. OK, technically it was only a sabbatical from my personal news feed. I continued to return messages from worried friends and interacted on my blog page.
I don’t remember a lot about when I was younger. Why, I have no idea. The things I do remember are often weird and nonsensical things that other people’s minds would have glossed over, never to be remembered again.
Last week I had a health scare. I’ve had high blood pressure for over a year now and when I say high I mean 170s/120’s. I’ve been on medication for it this whole time Nothing has brought it down lower than 150’s/90’s. Usually I just get a headache and feel “off”. Last Sunday afternoon I woke up with severe chest pain and that scared me. I was also really out of breath and fatigued after getting dressed to go to the ER.