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Fortifying Friday - Tired

I'm tired of so many things of late. My phone gets updates that purport they will be improvements, yet swype is now not working properly. Amazingly, the Facebook app is working just fine. Usually it breaks with every update. But lately Facebook makes me sick. It is filled with people who lash out at others for having a different viewpoint than they do. One point lately has been on palm oil. Don't buy the candy that has that in it. There's never a thought that that candy bar might be one of the only options for someone with food sensitivities and a necessary gluten free diet. Also never a thought to those products perhaps being the only ones affordable for someone.

I'm tired of people who spend their days attacking people online in some sort of perceived social advocacy effort while they could instead be organizing with others to get real change to happen through parliamentary process. I feel like too many have chosen educating others on social issues as their method of involvement and not enough are taking real actions that make a difference in the lives of others. This may just be my perception. A person's perception is their reality though. Quite often, this might be based more on feelings and past experience than factual data from a larger sampling. Still, I know several people who are on the ground level taking an active role in making a difference for homeless persons and for first nations youths, to name a few. Actions speak louder.

Scientifically, it's illogical that I react to things that have chlorine in them because it's everywhere. That doesn't change the fact that I react to it.

Science doesn't have the answer for everything. Many medical tests result in misdiagnosis. The blood test for gluten is one such test. They don't know how much gluten needs to be in your system for it to show a positive result. As such, the biopsy is still the only way to confirm Celiac's disease. The trouble now is that many doctors refuse to send patients to see the internist if the blood test is negative. The same medical testing issues exist for a wide range of conditions especially in the autoimmune arena.

In case it wasn't clear, I'm saying that the answers aren't always found in the data.

November is a hard month for me. Not only is it often raining and gloomy, but it marks a sad event in my life. It's the fifth anniversary sometime this month. Why don't I remember the actual date? I was too distraught to process it. I wrote a poem about it in hopes of it helping me heal. You can read it here.

This is another thing that they don't really have an answer for. There must have been a "problem". It's an incredibly common occurrence. Not that it's lack of rarity makes anyone who has experienced it feel any better.

I'm sorry this post probably seems like a mess. I'm feeling emotional today. Life is often a struggle for me and I feel this most in November. A year after that awful thing, my marriage ended. In November. See? Awful month. The saddest day of the year is in January though, so factually speaking, November is probably not awful for other people.

Like always, everything I have going on is this month. My martial arts grading happens two days before my French exam. NaNoWriMo is all month, but that is a nice escape from everything else.

Anyway, I have 20 hours of online French I need to get through.

Ciao,
R~

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