The Quiet Collapse
It’s Monday afternoon, and the house is quiet in a way that would normally feel peaceful… but it doesn’t. The kids left for school after eight. Since then, it’s just…
I’m Not Just Tired… I’m Carrying Too Much
The word “tired” doesn’t fully express my feelings, despite my repeated use of it. Tiredness has taken over my body. Exhaustion derives from pain; it does not request, nor does…
Itch. Tape. Pain... & Prayers.
Starting the Year in Survival Mode
New year is coming in strong… and not in the cute, glittery way people post about. We went to bed minutes after midnight. The house was quiet, the kind of…
A Flare Day Isn’t the Flu
It’s Monday morning and I’m sitting here trying to put words to a body that doesn’t make sense. Saturday I spent the entire day in bed. In a caring way,…