So, as you know , Denise Naslund is my higher power above the other Kami I pray to. Its her birthday today. So, I hope my misfortune offered up will purchase her a birthday present.
Like a marriage, you love your spouse when everything sucks. It's about commitment.
Well, that phone had all important numbers on it and I can't even call anyone including mental health workers or case worker now.
Rather than bitch anymore about it I shall remember 50% of the world can't wash with warm running water.
There is usually a lesson you can learn from everything bad that happens to you. Life is a martyrdom. If you don't see it as such, wait till you are in a nursing home or have cancer.
It's just my phone is the last item I wanted to lose, as I have an act team as well as landlord, attorney, eye doctor, rehab counselor, Dad, and others I communicate with regularly.
Oh well. This is a tiny little sacrifice to offer up. Other people are in far worse agony and killing themselves and shit. Ill offer it up for them.
I also hurt my head and and back trying to ride a bike on ice. That's what I get for poor judgement. I also can't see with broken glasses and eye doctors wont accept what I'm presenting.
Offer it up.
Quit messing with police and you wouldn't have broken glasses.
I did it to myself.
Worse things happen to better people.
Mother Teresa of Calcutta was originally in the slums of Calcutta caring for dying rotting lepers and people getting eaten by mice and maggots. She originally wasn't getting any wages for it but a few small donations.
Everything she owned she could fit in a small bag. Yet she wasn't actually miserable until she got famous and had financial security.
So, I can praise and thank God life has become so fucked up. It's for a reason.
I'm also gonna need to probably return my pets to the pet shop and check into rehab cuz my counselor knows I relapsed recently. Those pets are far more important to me than all my other possessions combined.
Compared to what someone else has to go through though, I'm sure I'm complaining about a broken nail.
Like a marriage, you love your spouse when everything sucks. It's about commitment.
Well, that phone had all important numbers on it and I can't even call anyone including mental health workers or case worker now.
Rather than bitch anymore about it I shall remember 50% of the world can't wash with warm running water.
There is usually a lesson you can learn from everything bad that happens to you. Life is a martyrdom. If you don't see it as such, wait till you are in a nursing home or have cancer.
It's just my phone is the last item I wanted to lose, as I have an act team as well as landlord, attorney, eye doctor, rehab counselor, Dad, and others I communicate with regularly.
Oh well. This is a tiny little sacrifice to offer up. Other people are in far worse agony and killing themselves and shit. Ill offer it up for them.
I also hurt my head and and back trying to ride a bike on ice. That's what I get for poor judgement. I also can't see with broken glasses and eye doctors wont accept what I'm presenting.
Offer it up.
Quit messing with police and you wouldn't have broken glasses.
I did it to myself.
Worse things happen to better people.
Mother Teresa of Calcutta was originally in the slums of Calcutta caring for dying rotting lepers and people getting eaten by mice and maggots. She originally wasn't getting any wages for it but a few small donations.
Everything she owned she could fit in a small bag. Yet she wasn't actually miserable until she got famous and had financial security.
So, I can praise and thank God life has become so fucked up. It's for a reason.
I'm also gonna need to probably return my pets to the pet shop and check into rehab cuz my counselor knows I relapsed recently. Those pets are far more important to me than all my other possessions combined.
Compared to what someone else has to go through though, I'm sure I'm complaining about a broken nail.
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