So he's back. That horrid little cuntbunny has woken up & is battering my ribs to escape. He woke up the day before yesterday. I used good sense & judgement & went straight to the doctor & instead of fighting on & making myself more sick I used my new found acceptance & decided to stay off work & college & rest, swallowing my painkillers & antibiotics like a good boy. Hopefully I'll be better soon.
An important thing, there has been very little beating myself up, feeling bad about being ill, letting it depress me. I still feel in a fairly good mood. I'm annoyed about having to stay off work & college when I have things I need to do but I have accepted that at this time, looking after myself is important & will help things improve in the long run. Acceptance, thinking about the bigger picture, focussing on the now, meditation, remembering what the therapists & the helpful people have been saying. All doing me a lot of good. Tired again now. Tea & bed soon.
There have been many pictures which I have neglected to post here must remedy that.
And someone else has come back. A most glorious, wonderful, inspiring & cherished return. PRAISE BE! For He has returned.
I couldn't be more pleased.
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