Living a half life
Empty
Yet even
Injected with necessities
All that I know
Scarce of normality.
Living a half life
Lonely
Yet loved
By those I’ve held on to
Before this started
So long ago
The clutch is invisible
Wish I could see it
Wish I could learn it
Introduce unfamiliarity.
Hi everyone! How are you today? I wrote this last night when I felt like everything I usually push to the back of my mind in the day came rushing forward and hit home. It is about shyness (social anxiety in the past) and how chronic pain stops me from being able to get through it and so nothing changes and I feel like I live a half life stuck inside. I wish I could meet new people and I always feel embarrassed to say that. I’ve started my home course and I’m happy with how the work is going but I don’t feel like anything I ever do is good enough because its nothing compared to the life I would be living if I wasn’t unwell but then I can’t say that because I would still be shy so I don’t know. I was nervous to post this here but then I thought maybe some of you can relate and the slight possibility of that made me share it with you.
Thank you for reading! 😉💗 Have a lovely day!
The nights are the hardest to push back our fears and hurts. I hurt for you…I’m on a journey of undiagnosed, misdiagnosed chronic illness as well. Hold on…It’s worth the fight. Better days do come!
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I’m so sorry to hear that you are on a similar journey and I hope you get answers. Thank you very much! Stay strong ❤
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