I’ve over slept, two days in a row. It’s insanely weird, I usually sleep four to six hours intermittently. I’ve slept 10 hours these two days, I had to obligate myself out of bed today. I’m intoxicated, I’ve been sick for a while now. I was hospitalized back in April and then I disappeared from the phase of Puerto Rico. I was getting better, I lost thirty pounds out of the forty this sickness made me gain. I’m feeling weak again. Muscle pain, bone pain, back pain, ovary pain, head pain, any kind of pain you can imagine. I can’t take this energy less anemic crap. I need it back, I’m a hyper active person with energy failure. I need it back, I feel depressive and not myself when my sickness tries to attack. Help. I can barely move.
If I could find the cure for what I have, in a heart beat I’d work with it. What have I done to deserve this. Was I that horrible in my past lives, have I not learned my lesson, or have I learned and I’m simply receiving punishment for the past. I guess I’ll have to live with it, living sick for a while.
