I don’t want to sound like a broken record bit thos past week has felt like war on my body, to the extent that my mom thought I needed a shrink because I couldn’t move. Where I live we have a major hurricane coming our way. Of course this changes the barometric pressure and causes true to life pain and misery. Even though temporary it feels like it lasts a lifetime because in our minds we have a lot to do. Even in the struggle I m looking for positivity, that’s the only thing that prevents me from throwing in the towel. Goodness knows, I sure have waved the white flag lately, begging for mercy. These are not complaints or signs of weakness, this is the reality of the life I live. I m learning to love myself all over again despite what my body puts me through. Imagine living in a body you don’t know but you’re stuck with it. You dress up the scars and keep pushing forward.