I'm rubber, you're glue...

...is a load of crap. The fact is...words can hurt.

I've spent the better part of this weekend pushing and pulling through a conversation I had on Friday. Yesterday I was frustrated. I was embarassed. I was hurt. Today, I was just sad.

The details of what was said and who said what doesn't matter. A lot of times people say things they don't mean. It's hard to communicate how you really feel sometimes. And then when we try to we end up feeling a silly or we say things we wish we hadn't.

I would consider myself a pretty understanding person. I'm also an intuitive person. And in situations like this, what was actually communicated doesn't really bother me. It's the underlying emotions behind what was said. The conversation was simply a symptom of the real issue. And that is what is killing me right now. The truth is, I have absolutely no control in this situation.

Today was one of those days where I feel so incomplete. Today was a moment where I felt like if my circumstances were a little different, I would be happy. Today...I wished I was someone else.

And that stinks.



On another note, I had a MRI scan on Friday. It was a horrible 2 hour ordeal. I had to lay still for over an hour on this table as they pushed me into a big tube. Did I mention I'm claustrophobic? So many random thoughts during my time in the tunnel. I'll share those later. Pray my Dr calls me early in the week with the results. Thanks for your prayers.