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Giving In

I am a big ole ball of frustration today.

I hate waiting on other people and relying on them to make decisions that affect my life.

I know that this will end and it will all make sense eventually but it's at the beginning stages of this whole process.

There are so many decisions that need to be made and processes that need to be started before other processes can get started.

Amongst it all, I have to continue to act normally and going along with the day to day frustrations.

Sometimes you just have to let go.

I suppose this is what I realised this morning.

I have to let go and trust. And know that things will go wrong.

That just because I have been through this process before, does not mean it will end up being the same route.

I have to just give in like I did the first time this process began.

Ignorance is bliss.

I just can't yet. I know the consequences and what I'm facing and it makes it so much more difficult to simply enjoy the experience of experiencing it.

It doesn't help that in less than a week I will be 30.

That's a post for another day...

Also, this is pissing me off too and I haven't even read enough to fully understand.


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