Friday, April 24, 2015

16 Things People in Chronic Pain Want You to Know

"...but you don't look sick."
I hear this & other ignorant statements directed at me all the time. I have been struggling with a difficult chronic pain issue for about 17 months (diagnosed), and it has changed my life. It has brought severe emotional, physical, mental challenges that I am still navigating through.... I never "have enough spoons" (read the article, you will understand...) and I always feel defeated.
Some of my closest friends have actually grown tired of my existing struggles... have told me" it's all they ever hear about" *insert awkward laugh* (when it is no. I hold the majoriy of my pain and suffering in for fear of burdening those around me)... or really hurting me when they have come flat out told me to "knock it off. Stop being so defeatist" which pains me even more, and further cements my insecurities
of feeling like I am just a useless obligation, existing in their lives with only negative, and other hard to say thoughts... driving me down further into my depressed state.
I ask of you who don't k ow how to act around those in your live with chronic pain or illness to READ THIS article & stop saying hurtful things, even if you meant no offense....
you have no idea the daily struggle my life now is.
daily.
night and day.
there is NO escaping it.
Take the time to understand & care compassionately. Just because you can't see it like a broken leg sticking out at you, doesn't mean I am not suffering constantly, while trying to "look normal".

I wish I were back to normal, most have no idea.. this offers quick insight..





Note-Content below here in this post is from :http://www.thepainrelieffoundation.com/patient-perspectives/want-you-to-know/

16 Things People in Chronic Pain Want You to Know


16 things chronic pain

1.  We try really hard to look good

We often hear “you don’t look sick” but the truth is that most of us try very hard to pass as normal.  We rest before going out and take our pain meds at the optimal time. At times we hurt so much and are tired from trying to play healthy that we feel like laying down right then and there, but we (usually) hold it in until we get home to our beds.

 2.  It’s not all in our heads

Just because you can’t see it, it doesn’t mean it isn’t there. Our pursuit of healthcare is not driven by hypochondria or need for attention, it’s driven by physical discomfort. What we are doing is looking for something to improve our quality of life, and sometimes the cause of our pain if it is not known.

 3.  We are not making a mountain out a of molehill.

We are actually in more pain than you think we are in. Studies have shown that, generally speaking, people tend underestimate other people’s pain. This may be because chronic pain itself is difficult to imagine, especially if you have never experienced it firsthand. Even those who have experienced similar types of pain in the past have a difficult time remembering it until they experience it again.
John Green Understands

 4.  No matter how long we’ve been suffering for, it still hurts

Steak pain
Having pain for an extended period of time does not give us superpowers to feel it less. However, most people with chronic pain have learned overtime to exhibit less pain related behaviours. So you can never really tell how much pain a person is in just by looking at them.

5.  Sometimes we just don’t have the spoons


spoonbaby

Spoon Theory is an analogy to explain what it’s like to live with a chronic illness such as chronic pain. Christine Miserandino, a woman who lives with lupus, originally coined the term on her websiteButYouDontLookSick.com
The basic premise is that when you have a chronic condition you wake up each day with a certain number of spoons. Every time you exert effort — by getting out of bed, cleaning, getting dressed — you lose a spoon. When you run out of spoons, that’s it, the day’s activities are done.
Chronic pain can be an exhausting condition and this analogy demonstrates the need to budget and loss of control some people experience.  So if we cancel our plans with you, it may be because we ran out of spoons.
Ain't Nobody got spoons

 6.  We’re not lazy

In fact, we often have to work twice as hard to accomplish the tasks that most people do easily.
lazy kat

 7.  If we don’t have a job it’s for a reason

roll on the floor
Some of us just don’t have the spoons to work on top of our activities of daily living. It can turn our pain from bearable to unbearable. Also, most employers are not eager to hire someone that can only work a few hours a week, is completely unreliable, may or may not show up, and may end up leaving at any point during the shift due to pain flares that make being productive impossible.

 8.  It’s really hard to get out of bed in the morning… and always!


morningkat.jpg

But that doesn’t mean we still can’t have fun from bed.
pingpong bed
So if we can’t make it out you can always bring the party to us!

 9.  Every minute feels like an eternity when waiting

the notebook waited

Whether it’s an hour in a waiting room or 5 minutes in line, every minute drags out when you have to hold an uncomfortable position. It’s not that we are impatient, we would just prefer to use our spoons on more important things.

 10.  We are not ignoring you

Pain can be very distracting and mentally draining. We try our best to stay sharp and attentive but if we seem not to fully be there please don’t take it personally.

 11.  We get REALLY excited when we have a good day

excited baby
Physically feeling good is just about the most exciting feeling in the world cause it means we can finally get stuff done! Its like going on a minivacation (except for instead of doing nothing we try to do everything)!

 12.  And get really bummed when when we have a bad day and can’t do the things we love

deal with life

 13.  It can be hard to find a good doctor

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Unfortunately, most health care professionals have little knowledge in pain management because it is rarely part of their training. We often go through many doctors before receiving a proper diagnosis and wait months to years (literally!) to see a pain specialist for treatment. Also, doctors too fall victim to the cognitive error of underestimating other’s pain, and vary few doctors are willing to take the legal risks involved in prescribing pain pills. So if we happen to find a good doctor who listens and is willing to treat us, we feel like we’ve died and gone to heaven!

 14.  We are not drug seekers

Hank Green not true
We are pain relief seekers. Sometimes our medical treatment does require the use of opioids or medical marijuana to keep the pain under control and help us resume to as close to a normal life as we can. We take it just like any other medication. We dislike the side effects just like any other medication. And if we find pain relief from another means, we simply stop taking it, despite months or even years of use.
As the Cleveland Clinic explains: addiction appears to be distinctly uncommon in patients without a prior history of addiction. It’s important to keep in mind that addiction is different than physical dependence/tolerance. Physical dependence can occur with many different types of medications (e.g. beta-blockers), whereas addiction is a psychological phenomenon that is not caused by “chemical hooks” and usually requires a setting very different than that of a chronic pain patient.  Unlike street-users, the medical patient is under the supervision of a doctor, is taking the medication in a slow-acting form, and is going home to a life where he or she is surrounded by the people they love.

 15.  You don’t need to give us suggestions or medical advice

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We appreciate the thought, but it can be exhausting hearing advice all the time and frustrating when it doesn’t work. Unless we ask or you have chronic pain yourself, it’s best to leave this to the experts.

 16.  All we really need is your love and support

kiss knee better




Sometimes all you can do is just be there, and that’s saving someone’s life!













Thursday, April 23, 2015

This is For the Tough Days...


This is for the days when our hearts hurt like hell, pulsating with a fierce, fiery pain.

This is for the days when we bite back tears, trying too hard to swallow them whole.

This is for the days when our souls feel heavy, so we slump our tired shoulders down, down, down.

This is for the days when getting out of bed feels like a bad-ass, award-winning achievement.

This is for the days when we tremble with anger, our temper on super-short hairline-triggers.

This is for the days when we feel empty, useless and invisible, like a hungry ghost.

Yes.

This is for those really tough days.

The days that rip us wide open, leaving us naked and exhausted, shivering in the dark.

The days where we just want to give up.

The days where we want to run far, far, away.

But, we can’t.

We can’t run. Or hide. Or give up.

Because if we did, the only person we would be running from is ourselves.

We would giving up on ourselves.

Hiding from ourselves.

So, yes, we can try to bail and haphazardly fling ourselves under a fast-moving bus when the going gets tough.

But the thing is—we actually need ourselves the most on those f*cking tough, trying and terrible days.

Let’s stay.

Let’s stick it out.

We don’t need to understand what we’re feeling.

We don’t need to analyze it.

We just need to stay and support the sh*t out of ourselves.

How?

What can we do?

We can be bold and dive right into the toughness of the day, feeling the icy water drip into our hearts, freezing to form incredibly beautiful icicles.

We can run directly towards ourselves, sprinting with wide open arms, a supportive smile and a glass of succulent red wine.

We can buy our battered souls a big bouquet of blossoming flowers.

We can clear a space and cry a thousand crystalline drops till the skies clear and our salty tear-rain has passed.

We can run our soul a frothy bubble bath, slip into mile-high lavender bubbles and take a breath.

We can retreat from the world, burrow under our covers, sigh, moan and just hurt.

We can ask ourselves, “What can I do for you right now?”

We can be really ballsy, wear our heart on our sleeve and ask a trusted friend for an extra-large serving of support.

We can curl up in child’s pose and cry into our yoga mats.

We can write, paint, dance and sing our hurt, our passionate pain, our wicked grief, and express it no-holds-barred, creating magical art from our madness.

We can cue up an angsty, melancholy playlist and sob or scream or tremble till our hearts slip into a soothed state.

We can reach out, take our own hand and squeeze it hard.

Yes.

There are a thousand beautiful things we can do to support ourselves.

So let’s vow now to never, ever abandon our sweet selves again.

Ever.

Because, yes, some days are incredibly tough.

But they can be really juicy, too.

They can be transformative.

They can be beautiful.

They can be filled with inspiration.

They can be chock-full of creativity.

They can be exactly what we need.

So, let’s be bold and stick around.

Let’s be badass and meet those tough days head on.

#refusetosink
#staystrong #keepfighting
#keepgoing #chronicillness #chronicpain #depression #twloha #ifyoufeeltoomuch #towriteloveonherarms #elephantjournal #life #lifequotes #inspire #inspirational #inspiring #sad #quote #hardtimes

http://www.elephantjournal.com/2015/02/this-is-for-the-tough-days/

Monday, December 22, 2014

Self Love Sunday : "7-things-to-remember-when-you-think-you're-not-good-enough"

The people you compare yourself to compare themselves to other peole too.

Don't compare their "highlights reel" to your "behind the scenes" .

#nobodysperfect
#selflove ♡
#thoughtsofaninsomniac

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^^ My latest status update^^
4am early Monday morning,
 or as I vew it's still my Sunday night... I still haven't fallen asleep for the night.
At all.
insomniacs...you hear me... unite ♡
The first part, I got from the wisely inspiring TinyBuddha.com article ...


"7-things-to-remember-when-you-think-you're-not-good-enough"

where Madison Sonnier goes on to explain...


“ 'We can’t hate ourselves into a version of ourselves we can love.' ~Lori Deschene

Sometimes I am really terrible to myself and relentlessly compare myself to other people, no matter how many times I read or hear about how good enough or lovable I am.

On an almost daily basis, I meticulously look for evidence that I am a nobody, that I don’t deserve to be loved, or that I’m not living up to my full potential.

There is generally a lot of pressure to “stack up” in our culture. We feel as if there is something wrong with us if, for example, we’re still single by a certain age, don’t make a certain amount of income, don’t have a large social circle, or don’t look and act a certain way in the presence of others. The list could truly go on forever.

Sometimes in the midst of all the pressure, I seem to totally forget all the wonderful, unique things about myself.

I get stuck in my head and allow my inner critic to completely tear apart my self-esteem until I hate myself too much to do anything except eat ice cream, watch daytime television, and sleep.

The other day, while I was beating myself up over something I can’t even recall at the moment, I read a comment from one of my blog readers telling me that one of my posts literally got them through the night. Literally. And if that one simple word was used in the intended context, this person was basically telling me that one of my posts saved their life.

I get comments like these on a pretty regular basis, and they always open my eyes to just how much I matter, regardless of my inner critic’s vehement objections.

Such comments also open my eyes to all the things we beat ourselves up over that don’t matter—like whether or not we look like a Victoria’s Secret model in our bathing suit, or whether or not we should stop smiling if we’re not whitening our teeth, or whether or not the hole in our lucky shirt is worth bursting into tears over.

Lately I’ve been trying harder to catch myself when I feel a non-serving, self-depreciating thought coming on. And I may let these thoughts slip at times, but that’s okay because I’m only human.

While my self-love journey is on-going, here are a few things I try to remember when I’m tempted to be mean to myself:

1. The people you compare yourself to compare themselves to other people too.

We all compare ourselves to other people, and I can assure you that the people who seem to have it all do not.

When you look at other people through a lens of compassion and understanding rather than judgment and jealousy, you are better able to see them for what they are—human beings. They are beautifully imperfect human beings going through the same universal challenges that we all go through.  

2. Your mind can be a very convincing liar.

I saw a quote once that said, “Don’t believe everything you think.” That quote completely altered the way I react when a cruel or discouraging thought goes through my mind. Thoughts are just thoughts, and it’s unhealthy and exhausting to give so much power to the negative ones.    

3. There is more right with you than wrong with you.

This powerful reminder is inspired by one of my favorite quotes from Jon Kabat-Zinn: “Until you stop breathing, there’s more right with you than wrong with you.”

As someone who sometimes tends to zoom in on all my perceived flaws, it helps to remember that there are lots of things I like about myself too—like the fact that I’m alive and breathing and able to pave new paths whenever I choose.

4. You need love the most when you feel you deserve it the least.

This was a recent epiphany of mine, although I’m sure it’s been said many times before.

I find that it is most difficult to accept love and understanding from others when I’m in a state of anger, shame, anxiety, or depression. But adopting the above truth really shifted my perspective and made me realize that love is actually the greatest gift I can receive during such times.

5. You have to fully accept and make peace with the “now” before you can reach and feel satisfied with the “later.”

One thing I’ve learned about making changes and reaching for the next rung on the ladder is that you cannot fully feel satisfied with where you’re going until you can accept, acknowledge, and appreciate where you are.

Embrace and make peace with where you are, and your journey toward something new will feel much more peaceful, rewarding, and satisfying.

6. Focus on progress rather than perfection and on how far you’ve come rather than on how far you have left to go.

One of the biggest causes of self-loathing is the hell-bent need to “get it right.” We strive for perfection and success, and when we fall short, we feel less than and worthless. What we don’t seem to realize is that striving for success and being willing to put ourselves out there is an accomplishment within itself, regardless of how many times we fail.

Instead of berating yourself for messing up and stumbling backward, give yourself a pat on the back for trying, making progress, and coming as far as you have.    

7. You can’t hate your way into loving yourself.

Telling yourself what a failure you are won’t make you any more successful. Telling yourself you’re not living up to your full potential won’t help you reach a higher potential. Telling yourself you’re worthless and unlovable won’t make you feel any more worthy or lovable.

I know it sounds almost annoyingly simple, but the only way to achieve self-love is to love yourself—regardless of who you are and where you stand and even if you know you want to change.

You are enough just as you are. And self-love will be a little bit easier every time you remind yourself of that."

-xoxo
Be well dearies ♥





Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Caught in the Horrible Clutches of Insomnia's 4am Tight Grasp

"Hello there,
the angel from my nightmare..

Where are you and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep I cnnot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness 
Comes creeping on so haunting every time

Will you come home and stop this pain tonight
Stop this pain tonight"
[I Miss You -Blink182)


Tonight is a fierce sstruggle for health, healing & relief from a painful, debilitating chronic disease...And a totally separate issue of heatbreaking loss..

We need help and loving prayers for forgiveness & ability for self-forgiveness,
((I am far too hard on myself))
.....any thoughts/prayers at all are incredibly appreciated... need severe healing... feeling

For health, healing & reliefe from a painful, debilitating chronic disease...
For forgiveness & ability for self-forgiveness,< I am far too hard on myself>
.....any thoughts/prayers at all are incredibly appreciated... need severe healing... feeling incredible lonliness & despair from this life-altering crisis that feeds my insomnia & cinstant flow of streaming tears...
it's dark times...
Dark dark days & nights, there is no escaping it :(
 I'm out of answers, out of solutions...

And Lord, I ask if you could please keep my husband safe tomorrow and always as he flies his passengers around our nation & back home to the safety of his loving wife's embrace...

Tonight is a difficult one...
To say the least.
...and tragically, I can feel it won't be the last...

Desperate for some comfort tonight...
Desperate for some answered prayers for direction for our lives... existentially wondering what I am to do with my life, where should I be, and doing what for the most happiness possible...

And to keep our marriage unbreakably strong, an unstopable team ♡

Please help guide us, forgive us for our sins, and help us to forgive those who tresspass against us & cause us great emotional damage and pain, when it hurts our hearts so much we think it couldn't possibly crush us anymore, help us to release our stubborn hands from gripping our white knuckled metaphorical fists & seek comfort in turning to you, God...
Please help, please someone, anyone, have us in their prayers tonight... we're reaching a depressing level of desperation & excruciating despair...help.

*sigh*

:'(

Love always,
xoxo LadyPeters


Monday, October 13, 2014

Post Your Truths. No Judging. Stop Comparing Your "Behind-the-Scenes" With Everyone's Perfected & Edited "Highlights Reel"

Post Your Truths. No Judging. Stop Comparing Your "Behind-the-Scenes" With Everyone's Perfected & Edited "Highlights Reel" ... carefully edited to show they're perfect life is perfectly perfect, "oh come and see how well I am doing"... where are the real truths to whatups & downs we eexperience as learning, growing, struggling humans?Insomnia...
And so...
This is me.
This is my life.
Life is not easy.
These are my unedited truths.
Truthfully, I am not coping well with my other half being ripped from my side to go to fly his plane for 4 days straight.
Sleeping alone in this new & foreign apartment, is not comforting.

So many huge life altering changes this year that seem will never become any less horrible, or manageable...
Waiting for the "time heals all wounds" to kick in any day now..

 Past 5am and not a wink of sleep yet.
I don't know how much more I can take.
I know this is the lifestyle we chose and we "knew what we were getting into" but it doesn't hurt any less to have the love of your life, flying all across the country so other people can see their families, while I'm stuck in this city that still seems new and alienating to us... I'm trying to survive the most difficult time in my life, and not very functional solo on even the most basic of tasks.
I need my husband.
I don't care if that doesn't sound like something of perfection from an independent woman's timeline on a social media that people treat as only supposed to show & share their "highlights reel" edited version of their life... always perfectly happy perfectness is bullpoopie.

This is me.
This is my life.
Life is not easy.

Never judge when you don't know the battle, hurt, & suffering going on within a soul you "claim" as a friend.

Life ebbs & flows, twisting, changing...
That's the truth, and I will post my truths, sensor free, no illusions, this is.me.
Raw. Real. Me.
You can handle it.
We are all adults here.

Sunday, October 5, 2014

Up Nort Cabin Inner Dialog. .. Like waaaay "Up-North"

There's an eerie stillness this far North,
densely quiet,
the only sound is of my own footsteps, crunching through the fallen leaves.. Tromping through the dead foliage, vibrantly vivid ...
finally arriving
at the cabin,
finally here,
finally.
away from the city & the life we've temporary abandoned..
an escape from it all.
Or is it?
Can you really ever run far enough?
Because wherever you go,
There
You'll
Be..


Thursday, September 11, 2014

Charity Miles with TeamRWB! #MoveForVeterans!


Today marks the first day of the 60 day #MoveForVeterans challenge, with #CharityMiles, hosted by TeamRWB.

For each mile logged #BenGay will donate & each step brings us closer to reaching our donation goal of $65,000!

Get Moving: Walk or Run and they donate 25 cents per mile! Earn rewards & prizes for different levels reached!

Mission: virtually transfer #OldGlory across the country once a day, every day for the 60 days of the #OldGloryCoasttoCoastRelay!

It's time to come together as one big team and #RunWithGlory!!Join in for free, get your body movin' & help support #TeamRWB in #EnrichingVeteransLives!

We need at least 3,800 people to log in at minimum 1 mile per day, pop over to
download the app right meow!

#Veterans #TeamRedWhiteandBlue #America #neverforget #remember911 #usa



Xoxo, LadyPeters♡

UPDATE/EDIT: More pics from our daily challenge:








Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Letters Part 1

Dear every-inanimate-object-currently-occupying-space-in-my-living-quarters,

You seriously need to get up and hop neatly into the nearest cardboard moving box,
you know,
at your earliest conveinece...
No rush or anything,
it's not like we're moving in a few days or anything............
Seriously, I'm tired of picking each of you up and putting you delicately in neatly packed box, only to remove you shortly after, but in our new space, in our new home...

If you don't wish to be left behind, I highly suggest you get-to-steppin' and choose one of the several available boxes to make your temporary residence, until we arrive at the new place.
You all just sit there, smugly, taunting me, increasing the sinking realization that moving day is loomingly creeping closer, and almost upon us...
aaand I have to box you up, only to unbox your butts shortly after, but in our new surroundings.

This whole moving process is stressful enough...apparently 2nd most stressful to mourning death...
There is so much heavy anxiety ominously weighin down on this whole idea and actual process of moving house, I can barely stand it... everything has changed... it's incredibly daunting to have to even think about how soon we will be living in a strange new building, with new unknown people around us, unknown personalities, in a whole new neighborhood, with unknown sounds, smells, and God knows what else we will have to adjust to...

It's terrifying, and is going to send us to the poorhouse.

I didn't choose the Pleb Life, 
the Pleb life chose me.

Frankly, you're all pissing me off, objects-that-I-apparently-deemed-necessary-at-one-point-or-another-but-now-seem-materialistically-obnoxious-and-makes-me-question-how-many-of-you-are-truly-a-necessity-and-which-of-you-will-be-excommunicated-from-our-new-home.

Yup, you heard me.

Some of you simply will not be making the cut.

Some of you will successfully transition with us into our completely gutted & renovated home, ensuring that we are the first humans to live in the new space, but need I remind y'alls it will be with just some of you, but not all of you.
Some of you will be sold, or simply donated and given to a new home.

Don't take our interpretation of your sudden uselessness to us, we have been brainwashed into believing we "need" all of you and more of your kind is : more stuffz=moar happinessez.
'MURICA!

So yeah, objects... Ship up, or ship out.

Get yourselves packed up in your favorite empty box, awaiting to be filled with your useful selves, or GTFO, because I am sick & tired of having to pick you up again & again and transport you.

Get it together, in a neat and orderly fashion, or cease to exist in our company any further, you bunch of freeloaders....
Jeesh.

....aaaand it's 4:15am & I'm writing to inanimate objects.
Yeah.
Moving sucks.

TTFN TTYL H.A.G.S LYL OMGWTFBBQ MAI ROFLCOPTER GOES SOI SOI SOI
xoxo,
Your mom.

{omg this insomnia is making me delirious}



Wednesday, August 13, 2014

A Message to the Depressed

Beautifully said...😥brought heartbreaking tears to my eyes 💔


{{Depression is frightening, but you're never alone.}}
"If I could go back and have one more conversation with him before he did it, this is what I would say:
 'I'm not a miracle worker and I can't promise you much...
what I can do is 
I can wait right here with you, 
until you're ready. 
We can talk all day or I can just sit here and be silent...
We can do whatever you want as long as you know
that when we leave this room
and we re-enter the world,
we're going to do it together,
and I'm not going anywhere.
It doesn't matter what we're doing,
but throughout the duration of you feeling this way,
I'm going to be right here until you feel better..
and when you're ready,
You & I will re-enter the world together, 
Ok?
Just before you do anything, you let me know.' "

http://9gag.tv/p/aVEJPl/a-message-to-the-depressed-please-watch-it-sky-williams-robin-williams

So much truth :'( 
Heartbroken over Robin Williams, and his surviving family :( 
Depression does not discriminate... 
Rest in peace, you were a great man.


Wednesday, March 26, 2014

It's like a drug. And I'm having withdrawls...I♥the feeling of being free & the passionate adrenaline racing thru me as we curve skillfully thru the twisties together.. #moto #withdrawls

I kenz haz my [motor] bike? I kenz haz A Bike?? :'(
I'm dying over here with anticipation...

But kidding aside, seriously I want to cry right now :( last [motorcycle riding] season seems like forever ago...
I can't wait to get back out on the road soaring with only 2 wheels underneath me...
yeah, I ride passenger with my male bff, people think that's lame or "not a reall rider" whatever, I do NOT care, everyone had to start somewhere and that totally fine with me for right now, I love riding together, it's something we both are passionate about and can go places together... or not go anywhere in particular at all... it's literally all about experiencing the journey, not just arriving at the destination....
I love it... and now I'm just freaking out...I wish I could ride all day everyday, but I can't... my reality is that it is beyond feasible... I can't get my own bike yet, or full gear, for a multitude of heart crushingly the-real-world-is-effed-up reasons...
so I'm riding 2up, and I get so much unexplainable joy from riding with him...but I will be at the mercy of only whenever he feels slightly in the mood to actually take me with. :'( :( :(

I absolutely love the feeling of being free, and feeling the adrenaline passionately racing through me as we curve skillfully through the twisties together....

it's like a drug,
and I'm having withdrawls.
I am losing my mind,.and he'll never understand. I need some road-therapy like never before. I've tried to be honest and explain it....
It's giving me insane anxiety not to be out riding...
I have serious passion for it...and I just want to be out there...NOW!

I wish I could make him understand, I wish...for so much...I can'even sleep because of it...
And here I lie at almost 4:30a... :'(

#ridiculousinsomnia #idkwhattodo #someday #maybe #hopefully #hellneverunderstand #heartbreaking #ineedtoride #girlsridetoo #ineedthis #kawsaki #ninja #throwback #nostalgic #iwishicouldmakehimunderstand #ridetherapy #clearsthemind #girlswhoride #oldpic #backintheday #iwasblonde #dowant #pleaseunderstand #itssickening #passion #drive #imfreakingout