Everything I’ve been thinking or feeling the last couple of weeks has been leading to one word.  Battle.  

I hate it.  I get tired.  Some days I’m tired of battling my body, going to battle for other people, but mostly, battling myself.  Battling my own thoughts and my own emotions.  Right now my body is betraying me in the regular ways of pain and not being able to feel half of my face, but also in roller coaster emotions and periods of dark depression.  

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