|Posted on July 29, 2008 at 1:00 PM|
I'm the pile of junk. I'm only 33 and I feel like I've been falling apart for 20 years. Depression, anxiety, PCOS, migraines, gout (yes, that's right), heel spurs, arthritis, possible gall bladder surgery, carpul tunnel on both sides, etc. What am I, 95?! Now, I'm stressing about some family situations, my finances, etc. My stress always comes out physically, so I haven't been able to sleep for 2 weeks, and my stomach is in knots all the time. I think "Be still and know" should be my tatoo.