trigger icon added for anyone who is not up to a raving rant...

It's not that I had become complacent, I had become fairly comfortable, though, as I strolled along my path of healing...of and not to...the word healed to me is akin to saying cured.
My own personal opinion is we are not cured, we reach a point where enough healing has occurred for us to take another step.
I try and build on those steps; sometimes I am successful, other times I am not...called being human, isn't it?

My anger about my physical health problems is not going to change a thing. Suck it up, I know...
Anger is just a feeling. I know.
...add in any other platitudes, I'm out of them right now.

There are times when I think it is unfair to add in another challenge/WTH/ ?? to my life after dealing with so much.
Pity pot? Probably.

Still, I am frigging mad that I couldn't have at least a few months freedom from fighting...to be honest, though, I did have many, many moments of contentment. It's far too easy for me to forget that when something new comes along.

I know, truly know, that I will come through this intact.
Being strong, brave, etc. be damned
I'm angry
Poof! To The Platitudes

...I'm too nauseated to do my Drink From The Can Of Hershey Syrup, and life is beautiful again.
Shock waves are rippling through the chocolate community; I'm their best customer.

In Peace...right now it's bits and pieces of peace