This is going to be my first post about my life. Seems fitting I start this today given that it is my high school graduation, and the start of a whole next chapter in my life. A chapter that as a girl with a life threatening chronic illness, I'm completely fucking terrified to start. Yes, I use a lot of swears, my mother says it's because I have anger issues but to me it's kinda therapeutic. Anyway back to adulting and next chapter-ing and maturing. Because my life expectancy is in my early thirties, it's probably fair to say that at 18 I'm in the middle of a full blown mid life crisis. It's taken me a concerning amount of time to figure this out but I've come the conclusion that I have no idea what in the fuck I'm doing. The only thing I have done this past year that I am truly proud of is share my lifelong emotional and physical battle with Cystic Fibrosis. People seem to respond to my story, and that makes me want to tell it again and again. There is still so much that hasn't happened yet though, so I want to write a new story, which I guess is kinda what I'm doing right now. Or at least starting to do, sitting in my kitchen eating pickles at two in the morning. It's probably not healthy, I know I'm pretty sick, but I'm going to force myself to the ceremony tomorrow. CF made it incredibly to get this diploma and I will not allow it to take away my moment to walk across the stage and get that piece of fucking paper I've fought so hard for.
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