When I originally wrote this post hours later I wasn't paying for my tears yet but I was waiting for it. I could have been a lot worse so I'm kinda proud of myself. Right when I was about to loose it I texted my dad telling him I was about to so sleepy- I- have - a - long - weekend - dad came to the rescue. It took a moment he was droggy, I was emotional so guess you can say we kinda growled and barked at each other for a sec. But then, we both calmed down and realized we were taking out the situation on each other which isn't what we needed to do. So I tried my best to not sound like a kid having a temper tantrum and he gathered himself so he wouldn't sound like I'm the problem.
Anyways, I just wanted to give an update to yall. I didn't post this right away because I wanted to review what I wrote when my head was clearer and to make sure my dad was cool with what I wrote about him even though to me it doesn't sound bad or anything.
Since Friday I'm doing better, in some ways a lot and in others not so much, but better nonetheless emotionally. I wish I could say physically but Saturday night I took a nice tumble in our kitchen which has me pretty sore still. And of course my "little friend" my chronic pain is there as always. This is still overwhelming, scary and confusing but I can breathe a little easier now.
Thank you everyone for yalls support I'm still in great need of it along with my parent's. My support page on facebook- Support for Aly, will be updated on any progress we've made.
Until next time,