Well, I know the challenge is long gone, but a person like me just has to keep on keeping on. I need more positive reminders on what I’m grateful for!
As you may or may not know, I’ve been trying to strive for five as far as workouts. The week of Irma was tough, and last week was my girly thing I’d rather not discuss–although I think I just did–and so, it leads me to this week! I decided to start my workout on Sunday. It’s the beginning of the week according to American calendars and my FitBit.
Today, however, I woke up with my lower back in shambles. I did some stretches before work, and while it helped, my back was still bothering me. I know when to take a break from the treadmill, and so I did. I decided to do some vinyasa yoga, and I am grateful for that because my back is starting to feel better!
I need more reminders like these. It’s mostly for myself, but if someone stumbles upon these and can get some inspiration out of it, well then I am glad I could help!
Now! I just need to work on a project using all the letters of the alphabet in one sentence! LOL
I love the comments I get. Like you can just turn off depression with the snap of your fingers. #DepressionIsReal
The screams falls upon silence
She has no more left in her
But today isn’t one of them
To find comfort is all for naught
For no one cares to notice her
No one cares about her feelings
Or whatever battles she has
She’s left with battle scars
Something she wishes to erase
And become healed
To be like everyone else
Or at least the way they pretend
Because she doesn’t know how
To play that kind of game
Maybe some day she’ll learn
A little bit of my soul
Black as coal
If I wasn’t afraid
I’d take away…
Surfing the grade
Teetering another day
My soul is done
It is forgotten
The world has won
And as I hide my tears
Succumbing to nothing
Despite wishing for years
Just to be a something
But here lies a reject
Here lies a no one
Why can’t He inject
The final beat of drum?
11/10/14 ©Diana Jillian
“Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option.”
For many years, I was allowing myself to be the option. No one would contact me until they needed me most.
I had to dump those people. If I didn’t, there would be nothing left of me anymore. I’d be nothing. I wouldn’t even be writing this. My energy would have been so drained…I’ll leave you to imagine the rest.
I was someone’s chauffeur; I was their babysitter; I was even there when they didn’t want to be “alone”.
Yet, I was alone. No one cared about me when my husband got sick.
In fact, they all disappeared.
And they wanted to remain Facebook friends or something like that.
I’ve been resulted down to social media to them.
I was no longer a human being they met in person. I was now just one of their buddies online.
Well, no thank you.
I decided to let them play those games with someone else. I had enough.
Well, that’s the QOTD. I’m on to writing my blog…Later on…