Takling life with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome
I return to the medical establishment that I’d learned to mistrust to seek a diagnosis once again – this time enduring more tests while juggling positively stupid insurance policies!
I ponder if comorbitity can’t jump the mind body divide. Could my atypical brain have something to do with my rarely functioning body?
I thought I had the perfect relationship but that’s just because that’s what my narcissistic ex wanted me to think. Looking back – there had been signs. A story of surviving narcissistic abuse.
Just because life isn’t what you expect doesn’t mean that it isn’t what it is supposed to be. A messed up foot brings on more epiphanies.
Daisy was my “partner in crime” for a brief but terribly memorable period. Saying good bye is never easy.
With Winter gone my body recovers and I set my eyes on gardening, cleaning up, and travel.
It’s becoming harder and harder to earn your way off of disability but easier and easier to get kicked off it. What are we with invisible illness to do?
As women we’ve been told a million times not to “get emotional” or “cause a scene” but maybe it’s about time we called bullshit on this advice.
Life on disability isn’t always the “hand-out” some would like us to believe. Often it puts people on it in very bad situations.
The American new cycle can and probably does drive empaths to suicide. What it feels like to feel too much all the time…