Since there was an overwhelming response of kind words and support, I thought I'd just post an entry rather than replying to each comment.
FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART, THANK YOU BEAUTIFUL DREADED PEOPLE FOR YOUR LOVE, YOUR WORDS OF SUPPORT, AND YOUR CONSTANT INSPIRATION YOU GIVE ME EVERYDAY. GUDU is something I check everyday. I no longer even check the weather this much.
Everyone who replied, even though you are strangers, you were there for me. You are truly beautiful inside and out. I love each and everyone of you. I may not know many of you personally, but no matter what, remember I am here for you as well. For moral support, or dread inspiration, whatever it may be. You are part of my family. Our dreads and our struggles are something that will keep us connected, like invisible wires. We are dreaded soldiers, marching into battle! BRING IT ON, BITCHES!!
If anyone would like to add me as a friend on here, feel free. It might even motivate me to update my journal (I mainly use LJ just for GUDU now). I would love to get to know each of you more. I don't really know anyone with dreads, except one of Larry's friend, so it might be nice making some dready buddies! :)
I've been going through ups and downs considering my mood. Sometimes I feel strong, sometimes I feel weak. I constantly keep reminding myself to count my blessings. Clover is sitting beside me, purring up a storm, and licking my blanket like the weirdo cat she is. That's a wonderful blessing. I've never had a cat so cute and loving as her. I also feel blessed because I'm going camping in the redwoods Thursday-Sunday with Larry, his best friend, and my best friend. I'm ABSOLUTELY excited, for I have never seen a redwood in person. I wondered why I couldn't sleep last night, that might be why...
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I'm trying to stay strong. It's the only thing I can do. Whatever you're struggling with, always count your blessings. Remember to be positive, and stay strong as well. No matter what's going on, it will get better. Just give it time. Time heals all wounds. When asked how you're feeling, reply "IRIE!" It might actually make you feel, well, irie!
Much love, my dreaded family ♥ ♥ ♥