Tonight has been another one where I constantly feel on the verge of fainting. Walking up the stairs feels ridiculously more difficult than it should. I think it is something simple, like low blood pressure caused by my medication. I get frustrated and start drinking, because I don't really see what harm it is going to do if I already feel like shit. I mentally raid through my medication, trying to think of something that will make it go away, but I already know that none of it will make any difference.
And then I think of something.
"Staying in the position of a victim, as a woman, does you no good at all."
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