Ok I’m Gonna Vent….

I.Am.Tired.

I.Am.Grumpy.

I don’t normally write an entire blog about something whiny but today I feel like it.  So if your not in the mood, than click something else cuz I’m gonna.

Brutal and bitchy today, I know.

Fibromyalgia is kicking my ass today and its really pissing me off. Usually I can shake it off and amp up on caffeine of all sorts and get through it, but it’s just not happening today.

My fiance calls me a Tough Tinkerbell because I fight and refuse to give up. This is usually me in all things. Working out, my job, my relationships. Its ingrained in my to be determined…or stubborn. Probably stubborn is more the word I should use. Welp i feel like a broken doll today.

My body has officially said fuck you. Sigh. Yawn.

Speaking of my fiance…I miss him. He’s only three hours away and we see each other every weekend but like Billy Crystal said in ‘When Harry Met Sally’….”When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.” I often get the strange look when I tell people were getting married in November and he doesn’t live here yet. Welp, he makes a lot of money where he is and has responsibilities. It is what it is. We have been through so much together so I know we can get through this. but today I’m tired and feeling selfish and want to hug him.

I think I need a year long nap.

I do realize that there is SO MUCH more pain going on in the world than my little wah-wah  rant. But I’m not the bionic woman I try to pretend to be sometimes.

I’m just tired. Fibromyalgia with a splash of anxiety, sprinkled with insomnia is a mutha fucka.

ZZZZZZzzzzzzzZZZZZZ.

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~ Hugs and Tired Smiles~ R!LEY COUTURE