I'm ill. I've been ill since Tuesday. Every time I get sick, I have to use that time to remember that sickness is real and that I can't be secretly pissed when other people are sick. I hate to say that the lesson never sticks with me. That being said, I'm so lucky. I had a hefty week and weekend planned and it all ended up working out so that I can chill at home and rest, to the detriment of some other people, unfortunately.
I'll talk more later, probs.
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I am sick, too! And I get irrationally annoyed at people when they're sick, too, but I can't help but feel like everyone in the world is milking their sickness for sympathy (except me, of course).
I KNOOOOOOOOWWW!!
Except that because of that, I'm hyper aware of every time I am over-complaining or getting out of too many things. I'm like "Blythe, you're not on your deathbed here, so stop acting like a fucking war victim and sit up straight. Lift your voice a bit. You can have COFFEE with that person-- it's not going to kill you." But then the other part of me is like "oh Blythe, you're so sick! God, your muscles are so sore. Is it always this cold?!"
A cold, and a constant battle fastened inside your head? Really hope you get well soon before you have a nervous breakdown...
Hahahaha!! Good point! Thanks Cory!
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