What we have; how to build 'em up; what to do when they seem exhausted--or someone else's does.
Originally Posted by BranchMonkey I did it: Got up early, stayed on task; kept my word on a rare promise--I don't usually make them because with my health problems and medication withdrawals i never know how I will feel from hour to hour, let alone day to day. And I got a lot done, pull-en-ty. Also, plenty to do before I sleep, and it's still good. Sure, it'll pass: Change, change, change... I'm starting, just barely, to get the hang of accepting it.
Originally Posted by BranchMonkey Confused girl28 said I was a fighter, and I thought, "I wonder why she thinks that..."
I mentioned it to my husband; he gave me an odd look.
I asked what the look was, which got the look again; he just said, "You think?"
When I stared at him, he said plainly, "Yes, you're a fighter."
He sounded matter-of-fact as well as proud of me.
So I guess I'm a fighter.
I notice much
Originally Posted by BranchMonkey Apparently I'm cute, even though I am considered in terms of numbers, to be old: People tell me that often--when I go out, which isn't often enough. Why cute? I'm kid-like; complicated; direct; got stories galore I share; compliment people without hesitation; stick up for those who can't do it themselves; I automatically share what I know without holding back, i.e. I don't need to have the knowledge all to myself--I want others to have it too. Lots more. I'm pretty cool, actually; not "chill"--cool.
Originally Posted by BranchMonkey I'm not a vent kind of person; not online, not often--but the pain today didn't ease up, and the diagnosis hit me hard, along with the others, so I'm sick of being sick; sick of the central place it takes up; committed to getting well, and pissed that to do that--if it's possible, means that the majority of my days which make up the majority of my life will be health improvement, then health maintenance. I'm not that disciplined. Translation: I doubt I can pull it off; I feel impotent.
Originally Posted by BranchMonkey Woke up angry, knowing I didn't have the energy--and was in too much pain--to do the most basic tasks. I didn't meditate as I have for days; no tea, either. But I did read from MIndfulness in Plain English, then watched myself eat breakfast which meant I couldn't doing sitting meditation for at least two hours; read some more, ate some more--watching, naming "aversion"; "anger"; "pain" and so on.
I got the idea that there might be recommended books at