First Snowfall
I am trying to feel okay about the first actual snowfall in my area. All it's doing is reminding me of awful depressing personal things. But I'm being cheerful.
Adam is home today and we're going to clean the house. The cats are loving us constantly and are in perfect health.
This flare is violent and brutal. I hurt beyond a justified description: I feel like all my skin has been ripped off and all my nerves are on fire and all my muscles are bruised and all my joints are aching, and I want to cry and scream but that's nothing new. Realizing that this is sort of normal makes me tired.
I'm warm and safe and I have things I need and things I want and it's all good.
Winter weather is just a sort of nemesis for me. I've never enjoyed it. I'm doing my best, really.
Adam is home today and we're going to clean the house. The cats are loving us constantly and are in perfect health.
This flare is violent and brutal. I hurt beyond a justified description: I feel like all my skin has been ripped off and all my nerves are on fire and all my muscles are bruised and all my joints are aching, and I want to cry and scream but that's nothing new. Realizing that this is sort of normal makes me tired.
I'm warm and safe and I have things I need and things I want and it's all good.
Winter weather is just a sort of nemesis for me. I've never enjoyed it. I'm doing my best, really.