“And
I feel like I’m naked in front of the crowd ‘cause these words are my diary
screaming out loud, and I know that you’ll use them however you want to….”
-Anna
Nalick
First
I’ll say sorry for not blogging lately. Then, I’ll try to fix it by saying that
I’ve been so busy with my fulltime job, and my side freelance writing jobs, and
Christmas, and throwing hissy fits over cleaning, and everything else. But you probably don’t care because you’re
either equally as busy or even more so. So, I’ll just say sorry and carry on about myself.
As I
mentioned in my previous post, it takes a certain bravery and courage to
write about your life. Some people write in private journals for only their
eyes, some people write through books and songs. Some people bottle it up and
don’t write at all. I unashamedly write about my life right here, through words
and poetry and pictures, for all of you to see. So I guess that doesn’t leave
much room for embarrassment to harbor. I know there are readers out there who
really do care, and for that, I just want to reach out and hug all of you, one
by one.
So
here are the updates you’ve been asking for:
I
finally accomplished one of the more nerve-racking goals on my list of things do to before I’m 26 - I went to see the allergist. Just as I had suspected, I
am still severely allergic to birch trees, and nuts, and everything that is
cross contaminated with birch trees and ragweed, and then some. Learn about it here if you’re interested: It could save somebody’s life.
At first, I was nervous to post this photo because it’s unpleasant and
uncomfortable, but I want you to see just how allergic some people are (like
me). I can’t believe a tiny needle prick consisting of simply the allergen
proteins made me have this reaction. Right away, the doctor and nurse had to rush in
some Benadryl and Zyrtec and keep me there on watch for almost an hour. Scary stuff.
The mark furthest to the left of my back is birch trees, and the other ones on top are
tree nuts. So if you don’t like me, please don’t secretly hide a nut in my
food. I’d hate you forever.
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| Can you believe how allergic I am? This is nuts... get it? |
I
have had a super crazy hormonal-flying off the handle-short fuse-don’t even
come near me or I’m going to hit you- month. I really can’t figure out why. All
I know is I have cried more times this past month than I have in a long time. However, I’m honestly and whole-heartedly trying to find reasons
every day for smiles to win the war against my tears. I’ll let you know who
wins.
Really though, I
feel horrible even bitching and complaining about anything that goes on in my
own life. I am alive, healthy, and everyone I love is alive and healthy as
well. My heart is crying for the families in Newtown, CT whose holiday season
and whole life was completely turned upside down. I have been praying for
everyone involved in the situation, and I hope God can hear my little voice and
bring them some strength and comfort during this horrifying time.
So,
there’s a little bit about my life. What has
been going on with you? How was your holiday? Are you excited for 2013?
