Loving My Chronically Ill Body
It’s hard to love a body that doesn’t work the way it should. But I’ve realized it could be so much worse. I have a lot to be thankful for. So I’m going to give thanks for what I do have.
It’s hard to love a body that doesn’t work the way it should. But I’ve realized it could be so much worse. I have a lot to be thankful for. So I’m going to give thanks for what I do have.
Day 20: Have you ever met anyone with the same illness? Did it help?
What does the future have in store for me? If only I knew, or had even the smallest inkling of what may lie ahead.
Guilt is probably one of the most common emotions felt by an individual with chronic illness. At least it is for me, I can’t speak for others. Not because we necessarily feel guilty about ourselves, but often times we are made to feel that way by those we encounter, although it is usually not…
Day 19: How do you feel about the future?
Three weeks from today is my brain surgery. Ironically, being a Thursday, I discovered there’s a tag on Twitter for #BrainTumorThursday. How fitting for my own brain tumor to be removed on a Thursday! I’ve been trying to think of what I can share about this situation that I haven’t already said. After all,…
“Whereas the early stages of shipwreck entail a sense of panic, a frantic kind of triage, trying to figure out what we can salvage and what we cannot, eventually we have to slow down…and return to those primary colors. In order to not drown, we have to find a way to ground our bodies…
Day 18: Do you think you have become a better person through being ill? I’m not the same person I was before I became ill. I certainly wasn’t a bad person before; I was generally happy, compassionate, funny, and caring. And I still have those things.
*Warning: this post may contain triggers for self-harm and material which may be upsetting. Please stay safe and steer clear of this post if you have these triggers.* I’ve written a few posts about my depression before (Love Me Til I’m Me Again, How to Save a Life, and The Rabbit Hole). I’ve talked…
Day 17: How would things be different if you weren’t ill? Oh boy. Let’s begin dreaming, shall we?