The roller coaster of good days and bad ones, where the bad ones seem to last far longer than the good ones.
Spending days in bed, not having the courage to do the things that really should be done.
Finding it painful, physically to even do the simple things: showering, answering the phone for friends who are concerned, preparing meals, buying groceries...and the list goes on. Speaking, thinking...
Feeling guilty because I just spent the last "x" number of days in bed, not doing all the things that I should be doing it...
This is a bit of a rant for right now. So the next question is, how do some of you cope with those phases? Do you force yourself to do those things even though it's so hard?
Spending days in bed, not having the courage to do the things that really should be done.
Finding it painful, physically to even do the simple things: showering, answering the phone for friends who are concerned, preparing meals, buying groceries...and the list goes on. Speaking, thinking...
Feeling guilty because I just spent the last "x" number of days in bed, not doing all the things that I should be doing it...
This is a bit of a rant for right now. So the next question is, how do some of you cope with those phases? Do you force yourself to do those things even though it's so hard?