Sometimes I feel like I’m just treading water, trying to keep my head just above the waterline and kicking like crazy. Right now my life is like a crazy quilt when it comes to knowing where my next gig is coming from. Some days I feel really great and I’m good with where I’m at but then fibro rears its ugly head and I don’t sleep for three days and life sucks. Everything looks black and I’m just looking for a pinhole of light to creep in.
Why is it, when you feel bad everything feels bad around you? As my neurotherapist told me today, that’s the time when you just climb back into bed to read that great book you keep putting off and don’t feel guilty about it. I’m a doer and I know on those days that I can’t even force myself to squeeze out a bit of empathy for others, let alone myself it’s time to turn off the guilt meter or at least turn down the noise on it.
None of us can be 100% all of the time particularly those of us with a chronic illness. So instead of working on my business today I’m doing one thing and one thing only, curling up with that good book and being OK with what is.