on saturday a woman came into the gallery and spoke with me about my work and how she wanted help push me in the right direction. I suppose I didn’t think about it too much because I didn’t want to get my hopes up, but as I was about to step into the subway station I received a phone call. I’ll be attending a gallery opening with her on Thursday and meeting several friends and want to begin volunteering with city arts but anyway none of this is conclusive it just feels really incredible knowing that someone wants to support me in all of this
though I seem to be leaning more towards feeling helpless I really have been trying to occupy my free time with little things to make me smile
and it seems as though there’s been more of a backlash than anything. I haven’t done anything with intentions of hurting anyone but it’s hard not to feel the abandonment in friendships gone awry. Opening up to anyone has never seemed to end well and I certainly have a low threshold when it comes to handling anything involving emotions and potentially emotionally draining situations.
Along with that, my body may also be admitting defeat. It feels as though it’s deteriorating. My joints an muscles are achey and the results from the biopsy show that there’s a 50% chance that in the next 20 years these cells in my body will develop into cancerous ones. I could get the procedure done to remove them but I just don’t want to think about things. I also have a fever because I think I can’t handle this stress. This is not so much a woe-is-me let me tell you about my awful life but things are really hard lately and I miss my mom and just want her here
I suppose I’m aware that everything really will be fine and alright
but it’s hard pushing through