my 2 worlds...

Sometimes I feel like my brain is split between 2 worlds. There's one world, where my friends are, where I'm happy and loving life; and then there's the other, less pleasant one, where my most of my family resides. I'm in MY world, when I'm out with my friends, gone to Church, gone to work, at night when everyone else has gone to bed, or when I'm on my phone with friends. And then suddenly someone will burst through my bedroom door, or maybe I'll simply have to come home from...whatever, and then MY world bursts, much like a bubble, and I am sucked back into their world again. I have to fight, most of the time, to avoid being sucked into that world permenantly, but the fight is worth it. Someday I will be able to spend the vast majority of my time in MY world, and have a home like I've always dreamed of, and the joy I will find there will make the fight to stay out of their world worth every moment of the struggle.

lameness...

Some times I can be so lame. Here's the deal...I recently found out that I like to play soccer. Of course it really bites sometimes, cuz of the fibro, specially if I take i serious hit from the ball. But other that the pain, it's awesome. I dunno how I went 25 years without reaizing I like this sport. The kicker is, I never would have found out I liked it if not for a guy. I figured, you like a guy, you do what he likes, even if you hate it. SO I went into this every week ritual thinking, "this is gonna suck." Now it's like 2 months later, he still shows no real intrest other thatn being a friend, and I'm hooked on playing indoor soccer with my friends. So if nothing else, I can always thank him for broadening my horizons, huh? Strange, the things life will teach you each day...