As ya’ll know, the term Pollyanna refers to someone who is “an excessively or blindly optimistic person.” (reference from dictionary.com) In my writings I try to be positive so that I won’t scare anyone, but there are times when that is such a stretch I just have to admit that life stinks. This is one of those times.
This is official notice that Pollyanna is taking a sabbatical.
I’m trying to sell my house, but another contract just fell through. I feel like crap – I’m tired and my leg is about to explode. My college class is boring me to tears but I’ll lose 100% of my tuition if I withdraw now so I’m gonna hang in for a few more weeks. I completely forgot about the MS support group lunch today so missed a chance to whine.
I do NOT want to read about how people with MS haven’t let the disease stop them and they just keep moving forward. I don’t have the energy to look for the positive or silver lining in anything. I don’t want any pep talks. I don't want to be told to look at how things could be worse.
For my family and others who care about me: don’t worry, I’ll snap out of this. Pollyanna will come back soon.
I just need to be sad for a little while.Is that Terry Clark cringing in the background?