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Wasted
Another day that feels Wasted. As I lie awake, heart racing, Trying to put my pieces back together So I don’t feel Broken. I fell today For the lies of another empty song. I lost today In the front lines of my mind. My body is tired, Ravaged by distress. My soul is tired, Weighed down by memories That take me to melancholy lane. All the things I’ve wanted to do, But never could Wasted. I can see the dream stealers, Creeping in the middle of the night. Making me forget why I Chose to move forward. You say Your yoke is easy But this burden I have has tied…
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Anchors
Confession–I hate scheduling blog posts. Although I may plan to write about certain topics, I find that I just can’t force it creatively. So here’s to tonight’s rant (yes, it’s Tuesday night as I write this). Right now I have a migraine and it sucks. It feels like my whole body has been working against me these last couple of years. I have IBS, POTS, and these stupid neurological migraines. And yet, even as I write this I feel guilty for complaining. After all, I don’t have cancer or anything. I really am quite blessed. I guess it’s just hard because I have so much I want to be doing…
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POTS–Waiting Upon the Lord
(Photo Credit) Early this week I found out the answers to some troubling questions about my health. It turns out I have POTS–or Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (you can see why POTS is easier lol). Basically, whenever I stand up or stand/walk for long periods of time, my blood pressure drops and my heart rate speeds up. This causes frequent dizziness, chest tightness, weakness, fatigue, and fainting. My case is mild compared to others I have read about. I have passed out a few times though, and it’s very hard to keep up with my fellow active friends this way. I want to bring attention to POTS for many reasons.…
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