Sometimes when I look back on the last few years, it all kind of seems like a blur. Being in constant pain and feeling exhausted all the time the days just seem to blend together. Weeks turned into months, and somehow years went by.


Looking back Its sort of feels like as if I was awake, but not truly aware of what was going on around me. I could see, but I didn’t know what I looking at. Life is passing by, but I am unable to keep up. Wanting to move, but unable to go anywhere. Searching for answers, only to find for more questions. Living in a fog, with the view ahead unclear.

While the view ahead is still unclear, the fog is slowly starting to clear.

“The only time you should look back, is to see how far you’ve come.” – unknown



Looking back

Sometimes when I think about where I am now and how sick I am I feel really frustrated. Today was one of those days. I am not where I thought I would be, or hoped to be at all.

Other times when I look back when I had some terrible episodes, I am thankful I have gotten this far. Sometimes when I think back I don’t know how I got through some of those days. When every simple movement had to be thought out, and was still excruciating. I am glad I got through it, and now I need to move forward.