Count Your Blessings
Yesterday was a scary day for me yet I felt oddly calm. I told my therapist that I was worried that I wasn't worried enough. She reminded me that I have an incredibly strong support system and a strong faith. I laughed and said, "I'm not sure how your relationship with God works but mine is something like this, "Seriously, Lady?! I get my shit together and now I might have cancer?!" The good news is, I don't have cancer. The better news is, my sisters of support (there are some brothers there too), my beloved, and my boy are all there. I spent not one moment yesterday (or the day before or today) feeling alone because I know that I am loved. I haven't always felt this way and I haven't always had friends who had my best interests in mind. Let's also be honest, I didn't always give a shit either. There have been people in my life that were there for what I needed. I'm an addict, I'm manipulative, and I can be a real asshole. For the fir