I am beating myself up for ever thinking that I could be consistent with blogging!
It is hard to express myself when I am so tired all of the time. It is hard to advocate for myself and others. I want so much to help people. I have friends, but I am not a very good one. I don’t have the energy. I have the love. The ME/Chronic Fatigue Syndrome has been very persistent the past months. Not just dragging myself around, but sleeping no less than 12 hours per day. Laying around most the rest of the day. Fibromyalgia is flaring up. The migraines are under control, though.
I cry. I do. I want to be more for other people. I want to do more. My husband is the sweetest, most patient human being. He says that I am not the best human-doing anymore, but I am a wonderful human-being.