Happy 4th of July...

It's the 4th of July. We had friends over for supper and then had plans to go to the fireworks. But, I am exhausted, feeling depressed, feeling robbed of life. All those good thoughts of coping sometimes just leave me.... I can be strong a lot of the time, but then I get tired of being strong. It does get to you.

Skipped the fireworks and rallied to go to a friends house for a dessert party. But ya know when you are different, ya know when you are no longer like these other people, ya know that most of them are not going to get it no matter how long you explain ( if they even want to try to understant).

My dance of life is know dictated by my eyes who now direct the dance. Sometimes we flow, sometimes we are doing the watusi. I just follow my dancing partner.... The eyes have it....