With everything, I have been through the past 4 years I know I have reached rock bottom. It has become a familiar place, a safe haven even. It's not often I feel sorry for myself I don't like to visit self-pity and I never envy other people's good health and fortune. Rock bottom is somewhere… Continue reading When you reach rock bottom is there any way back up?
The true cost of my illness – What I’ve lost.
Slowly slowly, bit by bit I have lost many things over time since I became ill. I can't blame the illness for it ALL but what I can say is something this major and life-changing has affected me as a person. What person wouldn't be affected? It's not fair, but as my parents always told… Continue reading The true cost of my illness – What I’ve lost.
Holidays – The aftermath
I am just back from holiday. But it feels like I am back from 4 weeks of trekking in the foothills of the Himalayas. I was dreading going on holiday, I always do...... well ever since I became unwell. before I became unwell travelling was my greatest passion. But this illness has taken that passion… Continue reading Holidays – The aftermath
Sorrow and loss – Grief of my former self
I know that I have touched on this a bit already but I haven't really let go of my "old self" I don't think I ever will. Not while the ghost of her constantly sits on my shoulder whispering in my ear "The old you would have done this...." The old you would have said… Continue reading Sorrow and loss – Grief of my former self
Holidays
Going on holiday is supposed to be something to look forward to, something to be excited about. For me, this is not the case. Before I became unwell I used to love every trip I went on, including the travelling part. But now a holiday is something I want on one hand but I dread… Continue reading Holidays
