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brightlotusmoonI am in a severe pain flare. It is a dozen kinds of insanity and I am doing my absolute best to hold everything together.
Drugs help. Supplements help. Exercise helps. Meditation helps. Love helps. Sex helps. Pets help. Chocolate helps.
Still... you know. Flare. It's there. It's everywhere. The scream inside me is echoing all around my systems and ricocheting off my nerves and connective tissues.
I am quietly reciting favorite soothing songs in my head to stay calm and relaxed. I am doing my best to pretend that everything is fine. I cannot allow myself to fall down and curl up in a river of tears and shivering and lack of oxygen. I have Things To Do.
Everything will be fine soon. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe next week. But one day, things will be fine. After my soul stops sobbing hysterically, I will open my eyes all the way and know that everything is fine.
Drugs help. Supplements help. Exercise helps. Meditation helps. Love helps. Sex helps. Pets help. Chocolate helps.
Still... you know. Flare. It's there. It's everywhere. The scream inside me is echoing all around my systems and ricocheting off my nerves and connective tissues.
I am quietly reciting favorite soothing songs in my head to stay calm and relaxed. I am doing my best to pretend that everything is fine. I cannot allow myself to fall down and curl up in a river of tears and shivering and lack of oxygen. I have Things To Do.
Everything will be fine soon. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe next week. But one day, things will be fine. After my soul stops sobbing hysterically, I will open my eyes all the way and know that everything is fine.
