I know that last month was Lupus Awareness month, but this popped up on my news feed on Facebook. I live between a 5-7 normally. Today I am more of a 10-11, and on the verge of more than that.
Pushing it takes so much out of me. Stress that shouldn’t be there – work – adds to my daily struggle.
Happiness is a Friday, and maybe some much needed rest.
No excuses but really…lupus and its symptoms hurt more than my body. There is so much that I want to do but physically sometimes just can’t.
I get into this terrible cycle of not calling because I don’t want to bother people…and then think it was just last week that I spoke with them. Terrible because months will go by that I haven’t spoken with them.
What do you feel guilt over? What do you do to overcome it?
I need to remember that those that love me understand. Some days are better than others in this belief.
So many things…so many unknowns. Please help if you can.