Asking God for the peace that only he can provide is a constant in my prayers.
If I had the flu, I would rest, sleep, and take it easy until I was recovered. I would not call myself lazy, or sooky, and I would not feel guilty about cancelling plans because to rest would be an essential part of the healing process.
I crave your acceptance and support, your friendship.
I am already ashamed of my own feelings and the way I am acting because of them. If you are seeing me cry it is because my pain has reached the point where I can no longer hide it and I am incredibly vulnerable right now.
It has been almost three years – three years on May 28th to be precise – three years since my car spun and flipped causing spinal damage, along with chronic muscle and nerve pain.