I don't love complaining for the sake of it, but I've had a lot come to a head in the last couple weeks. Full blown diabetic now injecting insulin, asthma 40+ years, sleep apnea 18+ years, and the most recent thing, possible lymphedema. Sometimes, I just want to cry and melt into a heap, but then, what does that do? Just helps me practice feeling sorry for myself?

Sometimes, though, a good cry is what you need. I'm not there yet, but I feel like it's coming.