I finally got to meet my tiny yet awesome newborn niece today. I’m probably being biased but she’s adorable and cuter than the average infant. I think we’ll get along fine. We both want pretty basic things. Sleep, food, and tons of attention from the female gender. Holding and feeding her was unreal. I’ve held babies before, but this tiny little thing in my arms was my blood. I’ll be damned if she doesn’t look like my brother did as a newborn. I recently restored the handmade crib that was used for me as an infant for her when she is visiting at my mother’s farm. It has been in a barn for a very long time so I had to do quite a bit of restoration. It was a more personal gift than anything else I could think of.
I’m extremely proud of my little brother for getting his act together and starting his own family. I don’t have any children but I do want to hopefully be a father someday. I know I’ve got a lot going against me in that desire but I do still hope for it. Until that fine day I am going to spoil my niece every chance I get and strive to be the coolest uncle on the planet.
Surviving Anxiety -
I rarely get personal on this tumblr but sometimes I pull back the curtain.
Reading this article was like reading my own bio. From the author describing childhood to what it feels like to live and cope with the illness.
I’ve been robbed of many things due to anxiety throughout my life. I am not bitter, only saddened. But I never stop trying. If anything, my illness has shown me that if I am anything, I am resilient. I understand that I don’t suffer as much as some do but I would not wish how I feel everyday of my life on anyone.
Now if you don’t mind I need to take my medication.
I’m off to find a movie on Netflix I will probably regret watching.
My apologies to the people unfollowing me. I don’t enjoy my insomnia driven posting any more than you do. But we shared some great times didn’t we? It wasn’t all bad was it? I mean you aren’t going to talk shit about me to the next person you follow are you? Will you compare the size of their posts to mine? Seriously, I will cherish the memories of our silent relationship based on found images and the mutual desire to heard among the sea of GIFs. Goodbye…