what a week
Hello,
It's been a while since the last time I had a bad week. When the entire day and next after is equally as bad, where do we put everything to rest? For context, I lost my aunt, had to deal with family issues and have fever in the same week. I'm feeling better at this moment, minus losing sense of taste. Everything taste bitter, even my cooking (I'm egoistically proud of my subpar skill but this moment humbled me). Nothing is permanent, not even my taste buds.
Something I learn throughout my 20's is bad day, week or year is never permanent. Lasted for longer but will always end. As much as I don't want friction in my life, it's unrealistic and probably dangerous to try to prevent anything bad happen. Through discomfort we learn how to handle ourselves, we even learn our limit and the other side of our personality. The only way out is to go through it.
not a bad life,
reesa