I had a friend ask me how come I am so cheerful after all the shit I've been through. I told them it was a choice really. Like the line from the "Shawshank Redemption." "Get busy living, or get busy dying!"
For those of you who are my cyber friends to fill you in...My mother had a brain anuerysm in 98. I got a divorce in 2000 due to my ex's infidelity after 9 1/2 years of marriage. My dog died in 2001. My stepfather died of cancer in 2005. My real father has alzheimers. I broke up with my live in (abusive) boyfriend after 4 years he had custody of his children from a previous marriage. So I was a stepmom for that time. I guess if you allow yourself you can wallow in self pity. My life was a bad country song but I refuse to let it get me down.
I just channel all the bullshit into my writing and leave it there. It all comes down to how you let things effect you. I choose to be happy. I'm am sharing this in hopes that it may help someone else get over a similar situation. You don't have to live a shitty life. It's a matter of choice. Get out there, enjoy life and get busy living!!!
Unknown "Vivi Galore"
- 16 years, 6 months, 5 days ago