What is it about us in the Western world that makes us hide our grief away?
When something bad happens in so called 'Third World' nations, they are shown on the TV weeping and wailing openly. I used to think they were mad. Now I think they're onto something. You've gotta get that shit out before it kills you.
Hence here's a picture of my snotty face after a good cry.
It's not pretty but it's not the worst thing in the world either.
I'm still anaemic after a blood transfusion and weeks on iron tablets.
I've never been pale and interesting, I've always been ruddy faced and harassed looking!
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| At least I bothered to finish my eyebrows in this one:) |
Compare that to another bare-faced photo where I had a bit of colour
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| See, pink cheeks! |
If I still resemble Casper in a few weeks I'll go to the docs and they might have to inject me.
Yesterday was a good day. I went all day without crying. I can't say every day will be like that but I'll embrace the ones that are :)
