Life with M.E and POTS:
“It’s really hard but I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m struggling a bit – but I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay.”
(Has a massive meltdown, shouts at the person closest to me when they probably don’t deserve it, cry a lot – tears and snot everywhere, curl up in bed – the crushing fatigue and relentlessness of being chronically ill every fucking hour of every fucking day of every sodding year weighing me down like a brick in a swimming pool.
Then gets back up, dries eyes, blows nose and … )
“… It’s really hard but I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m struggling a bit – but I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. “
How am I feeling today? Don’t worry, it’s okay – I’m okay 👍
