Weary
Last night I realized how weary I am. Weary of life.
For so long I've dealt with health issues. And while I'm not dying or letting it slow me down, I get weary of the fight. The fight to get beyond the health problems.
I asked how long do I have to deal with this. This fight. A little while longer. Well, I want to know what a little while is really. My little while or God's little while? I suspect there's a large difference between the 2.
It just makes me feel so undeserving. Like, who - WHO - would want to be with someone with continuing health problems? I've been dumped twice because of my problems, and know so many others who have been as well. I also don't know of one who's found another understanding enough to accept them as they are and stick by them AFTER meeting them.
I'm weary.