So I was reading my blogs from when I was diagnosed, November 4, 2008. I will never forget it. Election day. A day in History for me and America. I have grown over these 10 months. I have learned that this is not the end of the world. I read my blog complaining about 3 pills a day? Try 9. Thats what I'm up to. But I have a routine, and I like it that way. I have learned that friends come and go, but my number one will always be my sister, Jenni. Shes the only one that has my best interest at heart...
I dont know whats wrong with me lately. I dont feel like myself. I'm normally so on top of everything but I find myself slipping, alot lately. From school projects, to work, to my health. I forget my daily meds, dont ask me how. Like I should have taken my colestipol two hours ago, and here I am. Not caring. Boys too, I stopped seeing Jason because we both felt bad for using eachother, mainly because I wanted something physical and he wanted something emotional. I love him, I just am in no position...
So I my life has been ridiculously hectic lately. With school, work, boys, and of course the PCOS thing. I guess I never really realized how hard I took it before. I have been seeing my ex from about two years ago...ridiculous right? By seeing, I mean going to his apartment with the intentions of hanging out, and our passion gets the best of us. But the thing about him is, we were best friends before we dated. So I loved him before we even hooked up. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't love him...
Since I've seen your face.
Since I've heard your voice.
Since you've touched my skin.
Since I've smelled you.
Since I've hugged you.
Since I've cried for you.
1 second.
Since you've crossed my mind.
Since I imagined your laugh.
Since I remembered your wisdom.
Since I heard that music....
My name is Samantha Jo. I'm 20 years young. I'm a daughter, a sister, an aunt, and a cousin. I'm a college student, a Girl Scout Alum and Girl Scout Leader. I'm a granddaughter, an empowered young woman, and a PCOS survivor. Disease is scary, cancer is terrifying. Wasting your life being afraid is worse. Use your disabilities to be a teacher, an advocate, a survivor. You can empower young women in a way 90% of the female population cannot. You can be an example of strength, determination, survival,...
