My journey
One year since last round of surgery. Never thought I'd feel good again, but slowly and surely I feel well again. The adjustment second time around has been jsut as difficult in a very different way. I expected it to come back, when it did I told myself I expected it so I should be OK. All were supportive etc. but I felt awful. Just wanted to be left alone, I know sounds scary, but not in a depressed way. I'm just tired of the conversation. "Thanks, yes I feel OK today", "Yes, I'm taking care". etc, etc. Not their fault, sometimes it seems it would be easier to be away. Anyway I know it sounds bad. I just wanted to feel what I felt without having to explain it. Anyway getting there, very little steps. One day at a time, sometimes I even forget it. Awesome!!
So I'm a survivor but the scars are there.
Maybe tomorrow will be even better... Goodnight.