I don't like talking about these things at all. I don't ever want to make someone sad.
I just spent the past 24 hours in bed, mostly asleep. Tossing and turning. Making little ouchie sounds. Trying to hold it in.
I spend a lot of days like this, during the past few months. Not always, as I do often like to get out of the house spontaneously, and try to make happy memories, especially with my daughter. But it does happen frequently, where I need to spend a few days in bed.
I don't want to make my loved ones sad, but when I talk to them they ask what I've been up to or what I am doing. It is a sign of caring, and curiosity when they ask. What do I say when all week long I was tossing and turning in bed?
On the same note though, if someone I loved was ill, I would want to know all about it. I would, in my empathy, want to hear the whole story, and do anything I could to help ease their burdens in life. I can relate to a lot of hardship. But in that, I don't want to make anyone suffer needlessly.
I am a survivor of a very serious illness, and this new one is not the same. I remember the pain in everyone's eyes. The concern that vibrated in their voices. I can't do that to anyone again.
I know that they would want to know everything. But I just can't bring myself to give someone that terrified look that they got when they found out I had my previous illness.
This illness is nowhere as serious. But it's still hard to do many things. How do I tell the truth about my recent history, but in a way that doesn't scare my loved ones?
I just spent the past 24 hours in bed, mostly asleep. Tossing and turning. Making little ouchie sounds. Trying to hold it in.
I spend a lot of days like this, during the past few months. Not always, as I do often like to get out of the house spontaneously, and try to make happy memories, especially with my daughter. But it does happen frequently, where I need to spend a few days in bed.
I don't want to make my loved ones sad, but when I talk to them they ask what I've been up to or what I am doing. It is a sign of caring, and curiosity when they ask. What do I say when all week long I was tossing and turning in bed?
On the same note though, if someone I loved was ill, I would want to know all about it. I would, in my empathy, want to hear the whole story, and do anything I could to help ease their burdens in life. I can relate to a lot of hardship. But in that, I don't want to make anyone suffer needlessly.
I am a survivor of a very serious illness, and this new one is not the same. I remember the pain in everyone's eyes. The concern that vibrated in their voices. I can't do that to anyone again.
I know that they would want to know everything. But I just can't bring myself to give someone that terrified look that they got when they found out I had my previous illness.
This illness is nowhere as serious. But it's still hard to do many things. How do I tell the truth about my recent history, but in a way that doesn't scare my loved ones?
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