Y2 D322

Yesterday I was talking with X2's sister. Yes, we still communicate. I don't abandon people remember? Just because I don't like her sister doesn't mean I should throw the rest of the family away. I am not like her or X1. Anyway, she is having a rough time of it right now too and I was trying to help her. While I was talking (chatting online technically), I realized the things I was saying were not only for her, but they were for me too. It made me realize that whether I like it or not, another day is going to come. Another morning is going to be here and the same things that were here last night are still going to be here today. I can choose to either deal with them or hide my head in the sand or take the coward's way out. It really doesn't matter to the universe. It's going to keep going regardless of how I feel about it. With or without me, the world will keep moving forward. As I was telling her that yes, life does suck, and yes, the universe will shit on you regularly, it's how we handle it that makes us who we are, that these are the things I needed to hear myself. It made me remember that I choose to be a self pitying dumbass or someone who recognizes that life sucks and I move on.

(Yes, I am manic depressive, we know this already kids, let's not act surprised about the things we already know, okay?)

Anyway, in the end, while I hoped I helped her to some extent, I know it helped me. It made me remember why I get up in the morning regardless if I want to get up or not. It's because there are people who need me, like me, and genuinely care about me. It's because I have things to accomplish; maybe not today or tomorrow, but at some point. It's because I am the best there is goddammit and these little bumps in life are just that - little bumps. As long as I have friends to talk to, a roof over my head, and a child who needs me, I need to here. I need to keep on truckin'.

Spent the day working on the client's stuff, sporadically throughout the day, but I worked on his stuff. I actually did get a compliment from him. He is a tough client and the fact that he acknowledged what I have been doing with 'Thank you, very nice work' may not seem like a lot, but it made my day. Simple pleasures, small victories. It's all we can hope for right now.

After that, I played a little Lego Star Wars (67.8% complete), had some dinner (fried egg sammie), and went to bed. And guess what? The morning has come whether I wanted it to or not. In all its glory here it is. It's already spit in my face (more on that tomorrow), but whatever. I wipe the spit off and move forward.