On November 28, 2012 I will turn 40 years old.
I don't see what the big fuss is about for woman and this age.
I'm divorced, broke, renting, but I thankfully have a job.
I am not concerned with aging.
I figure it is all part of the plan of things.
We all grow old.
We all die.
It is two things that make us so much alike.
I don't understand all this anti-aging stuff.
I feel some days like i'm a hundred years old.
Other days i feel like i'm 20.
I see the age spots showing up on my hands and cheeks.
I am beginning to see some wrinkles around my eyes.
If anything I just look too exhausted to be alive anymore.
The days are dragging again.
I feel so used and useless.
I am on anti-depressants again, but I have not felt better.
I think I'm going to have to try something else.
I hate being on pills.
I have tried to walk more but it is no longer helping either.
I'm on a down swing and I can't find a way to turn it around.
I am bi-polar and it sucks!
I have to accept that my moods are an ever changing spectrum of every color you can think of.
Today I am a stormy sky, tomorrow I think I'll be a perky pink.
I hope I'll be a perky pink!
