Ignoring excuses; The Promise of Growth
I've been getting a lot of flack lately. Despite my efforts. At night I'm on autopilot so I'm very distracted and very unproductive. One of the few things that gets my adrenaline up a bit is my airsmithing or my airsoft... to the very disgust of my wife. Sadly thats how interests are, they are pretty much out of our control. No one chooses to like something, without spending a lot of resources to do so... and I don't have resources to like something I don't naturally like. My mother has been complaining about my stomach, not wanting to take any "excuses". I've been dreaming and remember my dreams. Basically i've been having bad sleep and waking up with cramps... all pointing to a lack of oxygen and respiration. In sleep, I've been taking anti-histamines/benedryl, keeping my head, painfully, above my chest in an almost sitting up position, and needing fluctousine now and then to keep my passages open. My wife doesn't think so kindly on my ex...