Happy Tuesday fibromites! We are almost at the mid point of the month and I’ve been more than a little cold. I can’t seem to shake this now over week long flare but I’ve been trying to push through the pain, ache, and cognitive delay. This is just not my time of the year especially up here in Rochester where the sun rarely shines. I’m continually reminded why I migrated south and yet still wonder how I ended up back. But we know how and why I’m back and even though I try to keep the positive thoughts flowing I can’t pretend like it doesn’t suck major at times. But for as much as I’ve lost to fibro I’ve gained and the blessings that run aplenty are what I try to keep to the fore. That still doesn’t mean it isn’t hard. The cold, grey, rainy days and being in a flare don’t help. A strategy that I find helpful is to allow myself one maybe two of days of pity party and then I force myself out of it. It’s the only way for me not to regress into that deep dark place and to keep moving forward. Accept the things I cannot change, change the things I can, and be happy anyway.
How do you stay motivated? It’s easy to play victim, give in to the doom and gloom, and commiserate in the incessant frustration. I know it often feels like moving in slow motion. Life living but leaving you behind. So close but not close enough. A prisoner of your own body. But focusing on all that does nothing but make everything worse. Keeping triumphant and focusing on the positive is best. That’s what helps me keep on keeping on. I also pray constantly. You should to