I am avoiding any serious talk on this blog for the moment. I’m kinda hiding out. Sorry guys.
But I don’t want to hide out too much, because (a) I’d be a blog hermit when I’m already a real life hermit and (b) I’ve shared my whole journey up to this point, and should probably continue sharing. I could choose to keep everything private for now, and just show pretty pictures of clothes. (There’s nothing wrong with that, I love pretty pictures of clothes!)
I’ll share just a bit.
I went off birth control this month. Yep. Two months post-surgery has flown by, and we are back into baby making territory. I feel like I’m free falling right now. I have to trust my body, which let’s face it, doesn’t have the best track record at times. I have to let myself become vulnerable to the rollercoaster ride all over again.
It’s even more anxiety inducing this time, because I feel like the stakes are higher. I’ve been feeling pretty good for the past month or so. Recovery took a long time, but I have moved on to a decent place. It makes me nervous to even write that, because I do still have my bad days. However, I have good days, too. I MUST appreciate the good days!
It scares me to think that I could be messing with my good days already. Yet, when you have endometriosis, cysts, and polyps like I do, you know that those little weeds will most likely grow back. Consequently, time is not on your side.
Shoot, I did what I said I wouldn’t do. I talked about the serious shit. I’m much more light-hearted in real life. I swear!