Learning To Accept

The past few years have taught me nothing if not that I need to learn to accept. What I cannot accept, I must change, if within my power, or move on, if it isn't. 

Accept that this is my new normal. That I'm doing the best I can with what I have. I can accept that I have rare disease, with no cure and no real treatment. I can accept that all my favorite foods are on my "do not eat" list. I can accept that there will be more nights like tonight, trying not to vomit while trying to figure out if my new diet is what caused it, or is my condition getting worse. 

But I don't know how much longer I can accept keeping people in my life that can't be bothered to give a flying _____.