I swear, when someone’s talking to me now, I can barely understand what’s happening. I know I’m no spring chicken anymore but I wish I was 16 again lol when I experience things it’s like it’s a memory or like I’m at the back of my head. It’s hard to explain. Every thing here is getting gradually worse over the years. Suffice to say, I’m not looking forward to my 40’s…
That being said I feel like I’m making a big deal out of something most women my age just get on with and put up with for the rest of their lives without complaining
Lady in her early thirties with a major heart condition, here. I work 40 hours a week, walk a few miles a day, and hike on the weekends or go to concerts.
Life is what you make it, and I’m tired but I wanna have fun