I very recently had my heart ripped out of my body. I know everyone says that they have been there... this is nothing new. But it is new to me. And it has been horrific. So I am going to attempt to write often about how I am going to get back my happiness. Get me back. Because I found out recently you have to keep breathing, and that you don't die from this.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Post Fake Birthday
I am sitting on my patio enjoying coffee and the sun. I managed to survive my fake birthday by getting over the top drunk during Shabbat. It was ridiculous but just what I needed: good friends letting me get pissed and making me laugh. Sometimes when you are so heartbroken that your sure you dead heart will cause you to die the only thing to do is get drunk and laugh. When I woke up in the morning the pain had subsided and I was free to carry on with my weekend. Which I did with gusto. Yesterday was spent at Beaver lake, followed with good summer time movies with popcorn on the couch. A nice sleep in this morning, and now I am sitting out here on the patio sipping coffee and enjoy the sunshine. I am actively trying to combat heartbreak with good times this weekend. I don't know if this battle will be a winner but I vow to keep on keeping on.
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