"Don't tell God how big your storm is; tell your storm how big your God is."

I believe in God.

Thursday, July 4, 2013

Life is tough.

I am hurting--a lot--and that makes life very, very hard.  I have to actually fight to walk from here to there.  I am hypersensitive to vibrations, such as someone tapping his foot on the floor at least four feet away, as well.  Moreover, I am trying to be stoic and not let the whole world know I am hurting.  It's tough.

But I will not let it master me.  This situation may be tough, but I am tougher.  I can fight back with everything I've got--gym, home exercises, desensitization, running up and down stairs--and I will.  If it doesn't get better in a month I will contact my doctor and ask for advice, but I'm tough and I am going to try to fix this on my own first.

Life is tough.  I an tougher.


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I am a bipolar, Jewish young adult (had my Hebrew birthday, the one I count, and turned 23 this past January) who also suffers from Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy. I love life and I live for my best friends: they are my purpose and my reason for trying so hard. I remain passionately devoted to those I love; I will not let my disorders make me totally self-centered. I like to read, write, and sew. My Rabbinical school plans did not work out, and I am now hoping to go into the field of Early Childhood Education. Please note: I am currently maintaining only Carried in His Hands. Enjoy!