The past few weeks have been… well, a lot. And not just in the “my chronic illness is flaring” way (although yes, that too). Life decided to throw in a few “extras” for fun.
First, my cat decided to scare me half to death — twice. She’s been sick the past few weeks, and while she’s doing better now, it’s been a constant cycle of worry, vet visits, and asking her nicely to please stop giving me a heart attack.
Then my car decided to join the drama club. At this point, I’m considering charging it rent. Add in work being wildly busy and stressful, and - I’m out!
And on top of all that? The chronic stuff never really clocks out. It’s like carrying a backpack full of bricks through an obstacle course — you’re already weighed down, and then life keeps tossing new hurdles in the way.
Some days, I’ll be honest… I just want to crawl into a hole and disappear. But I’ve been actively fighting to stay present — reaching out to family, leaning on friends, even just letting someone know I’m having a rough time. It’s not easy. But it’s keeping me from drifting too far into the fog.
If you’re also in a season where it feels like life is doing the absolute most, I see you. Take the small wins. Ask for help. And remember that even if you’re crawling, you’re still moving forward.
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