“No matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.” ~ Maya Angelou
Just a little quote and note to say that I've not got lost in the Tower, though you'd be forgiven for thinking such. Sorry it's been a little while since I posted an offering for you.
In true princess style, trying to do far too much with too few spoons sent the CRPS/my hands/back/royal person in a spin, so that lead to a little delay.
It's two-years since the CRPS' simultaneous spread from wrists to fingertips, and still profoundly hampered by these embers for hands (they feel as if on fire, constantly severed and crushed, allodynia in full force too).
And as it's both, and as hands are incredibly useful devices, and as I still cannot open them, use or tap keys for more than seconds (humble improvement though that joyfully is), adapting to this while improving this is taking longer than hoped (ever feel like someone keeps moving the goal post?), but will get there.
So perhaps this quote is a reminder for me as much as it is for you, because it can become so easy to slip into darker places, to a state of loss and limitation, wherein every thought is tainted by such.
Because it's never just the illness that you struggle with, but the emotional toll of dealing with it all alongside severe, constant pain that wears you down.
It's hard to keep going when pain weighs heavy on every act, when each attempt at improving, each exercise, practice, therapy or treatment, and of course, pacing, falls short, or worse, causes a flare.
When our body doesn’t serve us, when it doesn’t ‘get better’, we can feel a sense a failure, no matter how unjust.
Be kind to yourself not hard on yourself for even the strongest are weakened by pain, whether it’s hidden or not.
When deep in depression, it's crucial to remember that these thoughts are often the voice of it, that they frequently feed off each other with their own version of events, keeping you under their spell.
If you're reading this while steeped in sadness, do not give up hope. Even the darkest, hardest, most painful and debilitated days pass, not that it ever seems possible in the moment.
In fact, those rare moments of less pain, the 'better' days, do often appear out of nowhere. We're so busy simply trying to survive, but this survival mode can mask that which remains, make us lose hope, lose ourselves a little too.
Even if dark clouds obscure your view and depression has returned or worsened, remember just how much you are surviving, are coping with, and are managing against such difficult odds.
So however bad it seems today, however painful, heartbreaking or sad, and however farfetched a 'better' day may currently seem, here's to life going on, and it being far better tomorrow. <3 Gentle hugs x x x
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