Sometimes it is hard to look at the bright side, and the positives, and the lessons. I try. And mostly I can. I believe I have even genuinely said that I think this whole concussion has been a blessing in many ways. But sometimes...sometimes I am just frustrated. About being injured. About being "behind" on everything I am supposed to do. And scared. About being alone. About being out of shape. About my uncertain future.
I know it will pass. But in the meanwhile. ^^ This is how I feel. I love the Peanuts gang. Such an expressive bunch.