What doesn’t kill you.........
makes you stronger. All lies. I used to be so strong it was scary. I didn’t even cry at funerals. My Osteopath recently touched my hair and chuckled as he said it was like a duckling. So is the ...
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Your post reminded me of an entry in my diary nearly six years ago, when I was feeling totally fed up. Every little thing was conspiring to get me. The time it took to get the "spare parts" lined up before I headed out in a morning, the crusty nose, the to-ing and fro-ing, just everything. It helps to write it down!! Then my husband took me out to lunch, I caught up with an old colleague and got my breath again. As @kezmusc says, it does get better. And the modifications may seem like second nature by then. Best wishes.