After living with CFS for 8 years, and suffering in silence, I started a blog to vent... I thought about a journal but I type better than I write. The words flowed and I felt better! Do I keep it private? It’s SO personal...cringe worthy writing for someone accustomed to protecting privacy and projecting strength.
I hesitate, then hit the publish button- still anonymous so ok.
Then I share it with my husband. Suddenly we’re closer than we’ve been in years. It so easily could have gone another way, with him running for the hills. I’m so thankful he didn’t run.
Then I decide to share with a few people in my circle... then a few more. I’m slowly expanding the circle of people in my life who have access to my blog. It’s been life changing- in a good way.
I’m relieved that I broke out of my self imposed ‘independent come hell or high water- don’t ask for help it weakens you’
... although my mother suggested I should’ve started a journal.
It was the best choice for my sanity... but I didn’t know it at the time.
Here’s the link if you want to read more about my personal struggle:
PS this is what happiness looks like in my house:
Coming out of the CFS closet
Blog entry posted by AlbertaKat, Nov 6, 2017.