My responsibility in life is to firstly, take my meds.
Taking care of myself is difficult.
But, how much more difficult would it be without any medications?
I want to say that taking care of myself to the best of my ability is what I have to do!
For me, there have been many moments, where I question my ability to do more, and those moments are typically followed by my having great difficulty doing even the basics.
Thus, it’s a cycle—whereby I want to contribute more, but I can’t.
It’s a reluctant, but necessary “NO” to a world and to people who do not understand.
And, some will say… what can you do?
Aside from sometimes forcing myself to have and to work on hobbies…
I can sleep too little or too much and not be rested.
I can follow a checklist and not make any real progress.
I can be concerned, panicking about my future as I age.
So, I can do several things, including thinking that I am not depressed, when I am actually quite depressed.
And, a lot of this makes me think about others battling chronic illnesses—do we ever really get out of survival mode?
Or, is there another term to describe the challenges we face?
Please share your thoughts in the comments.