We are strong in many ways. How we persevere. How we have adapted and coped with chronic illness. I know this for a fact, logically in my brain when I think about it. But emotionally is another story altogether. Society often compels us to push through the pain in order to function normally. We … Continue reading Self-imposed stigma: weak
Sometimes I don't like words. Like strong. Like I have any choice to cope with chronic pain. Because the alternative sucks. But lately, I feel strong. So I feel like embracing the STRONG. Because damn it my coping strategies are working well and my pain is being managed. And that makes me feel good. There … Continue reading Embrace the strong
The things people say just make me wonder sometimes. And irk me a little bit. Not enough to say anything because I'm a mellow and easy-going person that isn't likely to comment on it unless it is to have an intellectual conversation about it. Which is why I am going to bring it up. … Continue reading Am I brave? Am I strong?
This describes me in this moment. I am strong. I will do what I have to to get things done. Hell, I'll smile while I do it. I will take that pain, wrap it up in me, and go forth and conquer the day. It won't feel like victory though. It will feel infinite. How … Continue reading I am strong. But I am tired