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Food For Thought
It feels like I've come back to life
after several days of death or dying.
How spiteful the stomach and mind were to join forces and bring me to my knees, sapping energy and twisting rationality.
Individually, they are manageable,but when they gang up, they make a formidable foe.
It wasn't always like this but depression or suffering of any sort, leaves permanent scar tissue,weak spots in the soul, that are easily exploited by loose discursive thoughts and a gut that's out of whack.
Anyhow.
I believe, the more you suffer, the less you suffer.I am glad for those down days, unsettling as they are,they still provide an opportunity to understand their origin and learn to accept them.
The more you suffer,the less you suffer.
I hope that's true for all of us.
As we have suffered enough.
Published 17th Dec 2024
Author's Note
Up or down I'm still around... happy happy joy joy
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17th Dec 2024 11:56am
18th Dec 2024 4:16am
No. I just suffer. Early today it was a severe migraine.
I couldn't even eat which made me weaker. I crawled under 3 blankets with rechargeable hand warmers. I
can beat it with an ice pack the rest of the year but not winter. I sweat it out. I had a pitbull years ago and she was like a space heater. I miss her. She choked to death on foam from ripping apart my sofa. I found her dead after work. I got her in January 2010 and I had her 5 yrs. Why she did that when she had a full bowl of food I'll never know. First and last dog that was mine. If you were sick. I'm glad you are better. I wrote about my migraine. It will probably be
posted tomorrow.
I couldn't even eat which made me weaker. I crawled under 3 blankets with rechargeable hand warmers. I
can beat it with an ice pack the rest of the year but not winter. I sweat it out. I had a pitbull years ago and she was like a space heater. I miss her. She choked to death on foam from ripping apart my sofa. I found her dead after work. I got her in January 2010 and I had her 5 yrs. Why she did that when she had a full bowl of food I'll never know. First and last dog that was mine. If you were sick. I'm glad you are better. I wrote about my migraine. It will probably be
posted tomorrow.
