To be reminded...

I was horribly sick today. I felt awful with my throat hurting and coughing. It was gross.

However, it gave me time to think. I thought long and hard about everything in my life. I say a lot of stupid and ridiculous things when I am belligerent. I say things that I don't necessarily mean. I thought about the things that I said on Saturday. I thought if I really meant what I said. I thought and I thought and I thought. I realize now that half of what I said was true. The other half wasn't.

I WAS hurt by somebody a while ago, but I've been through too much to dwell on the hurt. I don't like to feel that way. I really don't, so I've made a conscious decision to not wallow in my own depression. I'm not depressed. I'm fine. I just don't like to be reminded about it.

I love remembering my past. It makes me happy to think about it. I wouldn't trade those moments in my life for anything in the world.