I feel all of this, literally. There are days when I can barely get out of bed. My husband is amazing. My core group of friends are very understanding. Those that were not have been allowed to drift away, no hard feelings.
Me and this body don’t like each other, but we’ve called a truce, and I try to listen to her. But sometimes. She don’t keep her end of the bargain. Sigh.
Beautiful strength and grief. Thank you. I have the same recurring dream of trying to scream for help and nothing comes out. I don't remember who is around, I think I am alone.
And you with me kind stranger. I went to explain further then realised it wasn’t necessary. Its fit for purpose for both my dream and awake state in this season. Thank you for your clarity and grace.
Almost word for word bar for bar this post is me. I rarely mention it at length because people don’t seem to have space or grace for those who experience pain. Thank you.
Thank you for this honesty! I resonated deeply with silencing pain and discomfort to slip by more smoothly against the questions, the assumptions, the shame. I've gone between walking fine and crawling on the floor, but that's not fun to share is it... Reading this piece painted a beautiful scene of release and trust - I could slowly feel the lump in my own throat soften by the end.
I feel all of this, literally. There are days when I can barely get out of bed. My husband is amazing. My core group of friends are very understanding. Those that were not have been allowed to drift away, no hard feelings.
Me and this body don’t like each other, but we’ve called a truce, and I try to listen to her. But sometimes. She don’t keep her end of the bargain. Sigh.
I relate so hard. I’m trying to get into a better relationship with my body. It’s tough.
Beautiful strength and grief. Thank you. I have the same recurring dream of trying to scream for help and nothing comes out. I don't remember who is around, I think I am alone.
I got chills. “I don’t know who is around. I think I am alone.” You’re not Nicola. I see you.
Thank you so much for being with me in this moment.
And you with me kind stranger. I went to explain further then realised it wasn’t necessary. Its fit for purpose for both my dream and awake state in this season. Thank you for your clarity and grace.
I feel so seen. Whew
I’m so honored I could provide that kind of solace. Appreciate you as always Dr Musings.
Almost word for word bar for bar this post is me. I rarely mention it at length because people don’t seem to have space or grace for those who experience pain. Thank you.
They really fucking don’t.
Thank you for this honesty! I resonated deeply with silencing pain and discomfort to slip by more smoothly against the questions, the assumptions, the shame. I've gone between walking fine and crawling on the floor, but that's not fun to share is it... Reading this piece painted a beautiful scene of release and trust - I could slowly feel the lump in my own throat soften by the end.
This comment is so powerful to me. I’m so honored. Thank you so much for reading. I’m like emotional
Thank you so much for sharing. 💚
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