It’s 5 am and I cannot sleep.
I am angry of myself. I am angry of the world. I am angry of hope.
I am supposed to try a new treatment soon. My mood changes more than I can handle. I am up and down at the same time.
I put on my trainers and went down for a walk.
Am writing and waking while listening to music. That is how restless I am.
I am worried it will fail
I am worried I will fail
I am worried I will fail them
I am worried they will fail me
End up my post with the usual
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference
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