what helps me cope is
realising all of life doesn't have to be enjoyed.
life is also waiting. waiting is a part of life.
i don't need to feel like i'm missing out on something
just because it hasn't occured to me yet.
or i don't need to beat myself up just because i dread
things. most times i just can't wait for it to
be over. waiting for the good parts. waiting to go home. waiting
till i can eat my favourite snack.
waiting until a dreadful presentation is over so my heart can
finally feel at rest.
waiting a while, then waiting some more. it doesn't have to
be so depressiong.
i think i've accepted it as a part of life. it is okay to not
want to be in the right now.
it's okay to long for the then, to hang on through waiting it