For those of us who were diagnosed with fibromyalgia during that time when doctors knew little of it and said things like, “it’s all in your head,” or ‘just be thankful you’re not dying of cancer” like that New York City doctor once said to me, this will be reminiscent of those dark periods of when we were prescribed antidepressants and daily exercise and sent on our way.
The Coronavirus is testing more than our resilience.
It’s trying our humanity.
My generation and many younger ones would not have experienced anything like it in our lifetime. Understandably, people are panicked.
I’ve had friends from all around the world getting in touch to say they’re anxious, they’re scared or worried; They’re struggling
These are difficult times. As nations try to contain and curb the spread of the COVID-19 (Coronavirus) pandemic, there’s plenty of worrying going on about our wellbeing, being isolated, and what comes tomorrow. 88046
Right now I do not know what tomorrow holds but I’ve made it till now. I’ve plastered up the cracks and glued together the broken bits. That is a victory. Till the next day.
Understand that just because you can’t see a disability, it doesn’t mean it’s not there. Just because someone looks well on the outside, doesn’t mean that they are. Just because they’re working doesn’t mean it’s not ‘that’ bad. You don’t know the sacrifices and efforts people make to get through the day.
Some of us I think are prone to revisiting the same dark places. Maybe down to past traumas that stay with us, genes that we inherit or God knows what is responsible. I don’t actually think thoughts of suicide are uncommon.
I pray and I pray so hard, that God will help me to do more than just survive one day at a time. But this is all I can manage now.
I eat lighter in the warmer months but I still need proteins to keep me full for longer, plus I want all those healthy veges for the vitamins to keep my body well. This salad is ideal for that.
I am and will be the ‘Me’ that never was imagined.I am the ‘Me’ that’s emerged from the ashes of pain.
Someone said that grief is more or less when you have love to give to someone but they’re not there to receive it.