One last try.

January 13th I go in for my appointment with a new G.I. doctor. I still have the symptoms I had 2 years ago. So I figured seeing a new doctor and trying this again is worth one more shot. I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I already know a couple of the procedures I'm going to have to do. Not fun.
I've tried making this situation a light one. Laughing about it, joking. But it really does suck. It hurts so bad. Not knowing if I can make it home, trying to leave work early, not knowing if it'll be a problem during a date. Its no fun. I wouldn't wish this upon anyone.
Hopefully we can pin point this and it will be over.. or at least better. Like I said, one last try.

And hopefully this MRI will come up fine too. I can't explain to you how nervous I am about that.

Ah. Life.

Confident.

It has definitely taken me awhile to get to this point. Its an awfully cliche way to get there too. I've realized that no one is going to think I'm the best, better than myself. If that makes sense. I'm my biggest "fan" and my biggest critic.
Life is too short to think that I am anything but beautiful.
I know what I'm worth and I know what I deserve. And no one is going to stand up for me better than myself. I'm a dime piece, obviously! Haha. No, but really I'm the kind of girl that gets taken home to your mom. I'm not the girl who just gets picked up at a bar, taken home and then forgotten about. No.

I'm very grateful for the road that has gotten me here. Its rough, it hurts but its worth it! I have never been so content. Looking back at myself a couple years ago, I wouldn't have been able to call myself beautiful and meant it. So this is definitely a great feeling.

I guess this is what James 1 is all about :)