Today on the Days of our Spoons…
As a spoonie, I’ve come to expect and accept change.
I freely admit that I hate change. I’ve always hated it.
(This was written on May 25. In true spoonie fashion, I haven’t been able to edit and add graphics before now. Decided to leave it as is due to the series it’s introducing.)
I debated using this title. Because this post is going to be about me as much as it is about you.
Just so you can judge if this will be worth your time, here’s where I’m going with this.
There are definitely days when I push too hard.
When I let myself stop long to think about it, it’s not mere anger. It’s rage.
Slowly… simmering… rage.