Apologies and Forgiveness


I'm pretty behind on this month's Bloggy Moms blog dare.  I'm finally caught up to today's prompt, "I want to apologize...".  I decided to repost an entry from the Wego Health Activist Blog Challenge back in April that touched on forgiveness.  I hope you enjoy!




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Holiday Schmoliday


The entire holiday season has me so ready for January 2nd.  This November marked the one year anniversary of a very traumatic event in my life that almost killed me.  I'm still trying to move past that and November represents a lot of grief, guilt, shame and trauma for me.  Last year's Thanksgiving I had a lot to be grateful for but I was pretty bummed and confused and didn't feel like going through the motions of celebrating a holiday.  I didn't care to so much this year either.  Thanksgiving takes three days to prepare just for everyone to be done eating in 20 minutes.  Afterward, my body is in shambles.  

Christmas means putting more stress on my body to put up the tree and decorations.  Then, trying to give the kids a decent Christmas morning with only one parent working and a measly check from Social Security every month that gets eaten up by bills stresses both me and my husband out.  We do what we can, and I know that there are families out there who can't do anything at all.  At the end of the day, we just want to make those who matter most to us happy and put smiles on the faces of our children.  I know I can't give them everything they want but try to make up for it by creating special moments and memories that they will hold on to forever.  Sometimes, due to a migraine or a flare up from the fibromyalgia, my ability to do those things are limited or halted all together.  I just don't know how I'm going to feel from one day to the next and that creates a lot of anxiety and stress for me.  So I wind up wishing for the holidays to be over so that I won't have to worry about whether or not I'll be able to enjoy them with my family or not.  I got through last month and the Christmas tree and decorations are up.  I had to spend most of yesterday in bed due to the pain my body was in from all the bending, stooping and reaching but the results were happy kids.  That's what it's all about anyway, right?











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Stop It! Just Stop It!


Yeah, that's what I'm usually screaming in my head at any given moment throughout the day.  Whether its due to a migraine, a Fibromyalgia flare, the excruciating carpal tunnel in my hands or the negative speak of depression I'm telling something to quit harassing me.  As it gets colder outside and winter weather starts to creep in, my bones ache more and my muscles spasm longer and harder.  I quietly endure the pain and wish for it to stop, go away and never come back.  Every morning when I wake up, I'm greeted with a migraine that most who have never had one would be sure to make them feel as if they were dying.  To me it's mild enough to still get my kids off to school but frequent enough to wish for it to stop, go away and never come back.  Daily, I battle and try to fend off negative brain chatter, anxious thoughts, and feelings of hopelessness.  Sometimes I win them and other times I lose, but I always wish for them to stop, go away and never come back.

It would be nice to just deal with the physical illnesses alone.  That's much easier for me to cope with than the mental illnesses.  They have hurt me (and my family) more than all of my other conditions combined and cause more dysfunction in my life.  Unfortunately, I'll be dealing with them for the rest of my life and will continue to have moments in time where they will be well managed and others when they will be harder to control.  I watched this video on Upworthy about depression that was made by the World Health Organization or WHO.  It really describes what it is like living with it with great accuracy.  Please watch it and share it, especially if you live with depression and need help getting your loved ones and friends to understand what it is and how it affects you.



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When the doctor said...



Finding out something from the doctor is nothing new to me.  Thankfully, I haven't gotten any new significant diagnoses over the past two years.  I do, however, have had plenty in the past.  As a health blogger, writing about my own chronic illnesses, I have quite a few posts on getting news from the doctor that I have a condition or illness.  Here is an older post from a blog challenge I did back in April where I list the posts I've written on this topic.


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I have had the pleasure of being diagnosed with several chronic illnesses, beginning at the age of eight with migraines.  It's been quite a ride ever since then.  Here are a few of my older blog posts that speak in detail about getting a new diagnosis.  From chronic migraines to depression to fibromyalgia, each one felt like a blow from which I would never recover.  And yet, I survive!  To those of you who are newly diagnosed with any of the conditions that I also suffer from, do not panic and try not to worry.  It is not the end of the world for you.  Many, many people are in the same boat and are more than willing to help you through this new chapter in your life, myself included.  My experiences may help give you insight on how to (or how not to) cope with the diagnosis of any new illness, condition or disease.




  1. A Silent Sufferer - A childhood diagnosis of migraine disease and life thereafter.
  2. Circle of Pain - The cyclical behavior of chronic pain and depression.
  3. Stigma of Migraine and Suicide - The reality of suicide in migraine and chronic migraine patients.
  4. My Pain Isn't Just Physical - Living with mental illness.
  5. How Do You Handle A New Diagnosis? - Finding out I have fibromyalgia and the possibility of lupus.




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Date Night


Having a good time and leaving the house for some fun is always a good way to take our minds off of all the stress in our lives.  I got a text from my husband early yesterday morning that he's going to take me out.  To be honest, I was not feeling it at first because I had a bad migraine the night before and woke up with it.  My eyes were heavy and I needed more sleep.  My first instinct was to say no thank you and spend the day in bed, but then I reconsidered.  I hadn't been out for a fun outing in weeks and really could benefit from leaving my cocoon.  So, I said I'll need to nap for a bit first then I'd be ready.

After a nice hour and a half nap, I felt better.  That afternoon, we went to see The Best Man Holiday.  I loved the first one that came out 14 years ago and was excited to see that a sequel was finally made.  I laughed, cried and laughed some more.  We both enjoyed the movie very much.  On the way home, we picked up some subs for the kids and ordered in some Greek favorites and picked up some wine for us to enjoy.  We ate picnic style on our bed and watched television while the kids ate their subs in the kitchen.

Yesterday was a great distraction from the normal, every day stressors I and my husband deal with.  I hope we do it more often.

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Chronic Illness? It's The Private Selection.


The Blog Dare on Bloggy Moms 

One could compare living with chronic illness to living in a private gated community — for one (or a select few if you're lucky).  I live in a great neighborhood filled with families.  However, I do not know of anyone else who has similar health issues that limit their daily activities.  What also makes it feel very isolating is not knowing of anyone around me who understands the pain, struggle, frustrations and complications of having depression and anxiety.  There isn't anyone physically near me who I can talk to freely about how terrible thoughts and negative speak invade my mind and hold me hostage for days at a time.  Unless you have a mental illness, no one really gets it.  It would be nice to have someone close by who I can visit or who can visit me in times of need who deals with the same things as I do.

Being in a different state than my parents, in-laws and sister, I am pretty much left to fend for myself.  I often wish I had the availability of family for days when I'm overwhelmed and incapacitated by pain.  It would be so nice to have someone to do my grocery shopping for me when I can't or bring dinner by when I'm unable to cook or help with the kids when I'm in a bad funk and can't will myself out of the bed.  More so, it would be nice just to have the company because I live a lonely life.  My experiences have been limited to just myself and no one truly can relate to them. I do have many wonderful friends and acquaintances from online support groups and websites that get it, but it's not the same as having that physical support and interaction.  For these reasons, I always feel pushed into a private existence.

That's how I relate my life to being a private selection, because of all the people I talk to who have similar lives, chronic illness makes you feel like the only person on the planet who has to live a life of pain.  Logically, we know that we aren't alone and that there are millions of others out there in the world who are just like us.  What feeds the loneliness is the fact that trying to connect with other people in our communities is difficult.  There aren't local support groups or organizations readily available to the chronic pain patient community and resources are very limited.  It starts in the doctor's office where many are told that their pain is "all in their heads".  That immediately isolates and separates.  You begin to not trust others with your pain and that makes reaching out that much more difficult and unappealing, creating a cycle of seeking acceptance, rejection and isolation.  The cycle can be broken.  It takes courage and dedication to do so.  I try when I'm at my best and sometimes at my very worst.  I'm a work in progress, seeking familiar ground where I am amongst the living.

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If I Don't Back Out...



The Blog Dare on Bloggy Moms

There are many, many things I could achieve and be successful at if I didn't back out, which is something I tend to do quite frequently.  I struggle so much with confidence and self-esteem issues that I never feel adequate or smart enough to achieve my goals.  Whether it is writing and maintaining my blog or trying out new endeavors, I tend to let progress fall by the wayside.  It's never intentional.  Many obstacles come about such as depression and illness that derail me from whatever path I'm pursuing at the moment.  I usually get right back on when the issue passes but lately it's been at a stand still.

These writing prompts are giving me reasons to write again.  The topics may not have to do with chronic migraines, depression or fibromyalgia.  However, they are bringing me back to the world of blogging.  I do have one particular idea in mind that I think will be fun to do and can be successful.  It's in the planning phase and I will have help in putting it together.  Instead of putting the pressure on myself to do it all in one sitting, I am taking my time and allowing myself to build up my confidence level to the point where I no longer feel discouraged.  I don't plan on backing out.  It just might take me some time to get to the finish line.

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