What are your coping tips for when you’re in the part of the grief cycle where you’re yelling/sobbing “I don’t want to be ill any more!”?
How do you get back to feeling positive about playing the cards you have rather than lamenting not having a better hand?
This feeling comes around for me once or twice a year.
I’m finding it difficult to be grateful for what I am able to do, because I’m so focused on what I can’t do, and how frustratingly slow my progress towards my goals is.
I want so badly to be able to drive myself around, to walk to an office every morning, to hang out with colleagues after work, to save money to buy a house, to know I can do a hobby regularly every week. But I can’t, and it hurts.
(I’m on a waiting list for NHS talking therapy and I know from experience I’m not in a bad place mentally right now, so that’s good! But ya know, I still feel sh*te XD)