Dear readers, many of us become lonely clowns trying to cheer everyone up, nonetheless feeling like empty shells with a smile stamped on our faces.
It’s a hard truth to face.
Probably the hardest thing to take in is people telling you how good you look when you’re not feeling well at all.
Recently my meds were changed and my body is yelling at full throttle that something is wrong. For more than ten years I’ve taken my medicines on a military schedule and now it’s going to be released little by little throughout different dosages and hours.
Tremors, feeling nauseous, and being able to hold a meal have been a challenge to take in. But, I’m giving it my best.
Just wondering sometimes why does it have to be trying to cheer up anyone other than myself. Surviving a difficult childhood left me with many scars, maybe the one that I resent the most is that I like to please those who surround me more than I need to. Early on I learned that pleasing my parents would keep me out of trouble, so I became a fixer upper. I’m not sure that’s even a term, but wanting to fix things for others is.
I need just to take a deep breath and give myself a break. It’s fine if I’m not feeling well, and I have all the right in this Universe to say it. I just have to make myself do it.
In the meanwhile I have my blog to turn to each time I need a shout out. The best thing probably is that no one in my family takes time to read it so I can write anything I want without feeling guilty about it.
Trying to reach a point in your life where wellness is for real is hard to achieve and I’m not sure we can get there. Nonetheless, we need something to look forward to while coping with this draining disease.
So, thanks for stopping by and let us aspire to keep moving forward however hard it can become to bare. See you around.