I'm a true believer in everything happening for a reason and that people are only dealt with what they have the strength and ability to overcome. Therefore, I try really hard to not moan, or complain about my hurdles, because I don't believe they are any harder or harsher than those faced, by anyone else... they are just different.
That being said. Some days?
It sucks.
And no motivational saying or uplifting statement, can take away that feeling.
Some days it just frickin sucks.
Being starred at on the street by strangers- sucks.
Not finding clothes to fit- sucks.
The aches and pains- Suck.
The hours sat in a doctors surgery. Suck.
BEING SMALL SUCKS.
