I don’t know what it is about the late night blog posts, but I think it has something to do with being inspired and then having the time to really think about it throughout the day and then talk about it in on here.
If you were lucky enough to see that I finally posted my ninth week post of therapy last night, then you know how low I was feeling yesterday. I had been depressed all day long and I just wasn’t in the mood to do pretty much anything. I also took an hour nap after I got home from my nana’s that afternoon as well. When it came to go to sleep, I decided to finally spell my guts on that post and went as honest as possible, about how I felt about everything I’ve been working on in therapy. I even talked about it with my sister, because she was kind of concerned about me too. Since we’ve been doing the transfering from the floor to the mat, I haven’t been able to do it at night. I want to work on it at home and I want to learn how to do it by myself again. I’m a perfectionist at almost everything I do. I also have a pretty good level of patience but my patience for this is weighting me down. I’m not figuring out how to do it and it’s just so frustrating for me to get through. I’m a fighter inside too, but I feel like I have nothing left to give for it anymore.
That was how I felt the whole day and night. I’ve basically been offline for majority of the day. Mostly because my sleep schedule is messed up and I slept all morning long. That’s my own fault. I’ve been feeling better since yesterday’s madness. I don’t know if it was just because it was a Monday morning or what, but this afternoon was totally different. I think after talking about four times yesterday, that I kind of feel a little bit better now. I’m allowed to have bad days and that was definitely a bad day for me. I hate those days because I’m used to being upbeat and happy and I was far from that. I posted a quote on my Facebook earlier today, and the caption I wrote for it was, “After yesterday, I wonder if I should take this as a hint?” And the quote was,
“Failure and setbacks are ingredients for a great success story.”
I wasn’t that inspired, but I had seen at least three quotes yesterday morning that I should have stuck in my head so I would continue to be strong, but I didn’t do it. It’s been three hours since I’ve posted that quote and quite a few people liked it. Since then, my mom came into my room and showed me this clip of a kid run a touchdown in a wheelchair, with full equipment and helmet. My mom had only taped the short clip before Fox & Friends went on commercial. I don’t why, but they didn’t tape the whole thing. They tape weirder things during the mornings, but that they don’t tape. Oh boy! Within an hour later and after my mom searching on their website, Google, and YouTube. She gives up, but as soon as she goes to sleep I find it, because my patience is back to normal. Thank you god! It’s a cute little story that will make you cry and I’ve got to say, I miss Powder Puff Football and I have been inspired to continue to try to find a way to do the transfers by myself again.
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