Soul Dose

There's this thing that bugs me from time to time, really it's not really a bad thing but I think I have to mention it her, it's the 13 Going On 30 thing. What am I talking about? Let's break it down and get to the bottom of this thing.

When I got sick there was no warning, no scary drums that you hear on  horror movies when someone is above to enter an old dark abandoned house and Freddy's waiting in there about to strike. There was no unusual tiredness, no  headaches, no dizziness, there was nothing that said "Go see a Doctor idiot, get checked out" So this girl remained blissfully unaware something was wrong with her, till the very last second when I heard the loud banging noise and saw the blood rushing down my top and then, blackout.

Fast forward 6 years later when I look at myself, I'm 25 years old and don't remember what on earth happened  since that March 2004 day and now. I was 19 at the time and I think I was still  a child, not young but you know what I mean.

I'm now 25, it's like I slept and woke up years later, only I was awake, I wasn't in a coma, I just don't remember anything. Between you and me, I sometimes laugh at this thing.

That is how life pulled  a 13 Going On 30 on me.

Am I upset? Sometimes I wish I had made my transition from girl to woman in a normal way, a way I could at least remember later but no I'm not upset. I know whatever made me forget there's a reason for it, maybe if I knew everything that happened I'd be saddened, maybe I wouldn't be where I am today but I do know this - My life is far from over, this battle is far from wrapped up, I will wake up everyday and be a happy fighting 25 year old because yesterday is gone but tomorrow is forever, Dolly  Parton said it best.