My stronger points are weakening. My roles are diminishing. My purpose is dwindling.
Little achievements are small victories that will, bit by bit, accumulate to become a big step towards recovery.
Is this all one entity in a way rather than completely independent issues? A ongoing complex vicious cycle.
I feel like I am now learning how to be a mother again; hopefully in a better way than before.
Maybe, I will just go back to being 'me' and fine....hopefully soon!
People's needs do not perfectly fit into small regimented segments of time...
I need to become an individual again, not just a slave to others. I need to become a mother again, not just a carer. We need to become a married couple and family again, not just housemates.
We are human. We also get ill. Let yourself be a patient. Look after yourself.
It's taking forever; it's been a long month.
I feel like I'm back to square one.