What have I done to deserve this? Is it a test? I try to live a good life, I try to be kind, to show compassion to others but I must be bad to the core.
The anti-biotics I was prescribed for my throat have had the unpleasant side effect of giving me thrush. As a consequence of the pain and discomfort of the thrush I have spent a great deal of time fighting off the flash backs of my childhood. I thought I was rid of these flash backs but no, I deserve no better.
My brain is once again playing tricks on me, kicking me whilst I'm down. I know that personification of my brain may seem ridiculous; it is simply an organ I know that but I do feel as though I am being punished.
I hate that something as simple as thrush can throw me mentally back twenty odd years to being a frightened little girl. At least I am trusted with my own thrush treatment... it mustn't be poisonous then!!!
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