Jul 3, 2025
Redefining Lazy: Confronting Overwhelm and Finding Clarity
Lazy isn’t real. I was overwhelmed, lost in thoughts, trapped in my head.
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Redefining Lazy: Confronting Overwhelm and Finding Clarity
Lazy isn’t real. I was overwhelmed, lost in thoughts, trapped in my head.
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Why do people need to regard with dread when things don’t favor them? Especially if it’s a person of advanced years, pandering themselves on the fact that age always had its advantages. Some appear to be open-minded, but few are genuine about it. It’s still a shock even though it’s been known, when a person acts differential and not in accordance to his/her age group, as what most expected and would want to see. Was it still considered anomalous and highly unacceptable to admit that there’ll be individuals who act the way they act not to defy people whom they differ in age, but simply because they have the rights of free will? For as their age go higher, their knowledge also expands; though I have no intention of giving offense to those who have disabilities in matters of mind or in regard to it. How irksome it is, that up until now, there are people who use age together with power, as an excuse for their own liking. It’s known that there’s still only one constant thing in the mortal world, hoping that they’ll embrace it with explicit contemplation. That the first days of acceptance is always bothersome.
“You cut your hair!”
I started to go back to my beloved group fitness classes (Zumba and Barre) in March after a 13 month long hiatus. A few of the women recognized me and one remarked, “you got your haircut.” Like the crazy dork I am, I couldn’t just say thank you and leave it there. I responded instead with, “yeah…you see I was diagnosed with Cancer about a year ago…” After remarking that she was sorry to hear of such news, the conversation was over - side-railed by someone who suddenly got hurt in class. I wanted to be able to say my piece.
And it didn’t stop in Zumba class. I’ve run into numerous acquaintances that don’t know my story and comment on my “haircut.”
Needless to say these interactions have been really challenging for me. Whenever this happens my stomach immediately flips and a quick internal dialogue ensues where I decide how I am going to respond. You see, I like to have my cards on the table, or at the very least be honest….but it doesn’t always fit the situation. So more and more I have found myself simply saying thank you and moving on. I, however, don’t leave the conversation feeling satisfied.
I look “normal” now (Remember the guy at the bar who asked what was wrong with me when I had no hair. HA!) with a little pixie cut. People don’t realize what’s beneath the surface.That I don’t always feel normal…In fact sometimes I feel a bit traumatized from it all. Other times I ask myself what all the fuss was for. Regardless of my feelings, I am not the same woman as the one who walked out of Zumba class over a year ago to train for a half marathon and then suddenly found herself embarking on a whole different kind of physical journey. I wish people knew I was different. Maybe I will just need to make deeper connections and turn my acquaintances in to friends.
[**side note: I remember learning from the Breast Surgeon (before meeting with Oncology) that I would need chemo and that I would likely lose my hair. I remember being upset at this point, not because I would be bald, but rather that people would know something was wrong...that I was sick. Now it feels a bit reversed; that I look normal but want people to know there is more to the story. It’s all a part of the journey, I suppose.***]
Can you see
When you gaze into my eyes can you see the chaos inside?
“I can’t trust you.”
“I cannot even trust myself my little one.” Came the heavy reply. The older elf sighed and slumped back into his chair as his face was hidden by a silk covered hand. “That is the life I lead. That is why I was gone for so long and that is why the few I care for would be better off should I vanish again. Perhaps for good.”
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My first love was some insignificant boy when it should have been myself.
Fffffffffffuuuuuuuccccckkkkkkkk.
I heard his voice why isn't that enough why do I have to see him! You can't ok not like this you said it before, it can be done! HAVE PATIENCE