It’s a cold snowy day in New England. It's the third storm in a conga line. So today, as I settled in for a less active indoor day, I started thinking about my struggle with ME/CFS and those snowy days. One might think that like some people, snowy days would have seemed dreary and sad back then. But the opposite was true. Snowy days made me very happy.
Why? When I was struggling with ME/CFS, sunny warm days made me miserable. I wanted so much to be out and going about my life. And lovely days were a tough reminder that I was too ill to participate in my own life – in anyone’s life. Those days seemed twice as long as normal. They dragged and dragged and dragged on some more. Those days were depressing.
I must admit, somewhat ashamed, that cold snowy days made me feel like other people might have their days limited as mine were. Not with the physical symptoms of ME/CFS but the limitations on mobility. The restriction of activity and possibly some of the isolation. I felt like other people were stuck in it with me. A sort of warped sense of misery loves company. And this made me happy. OK, not one of my best moments.
As I began to understand that I needed to get off the ME/CFS roller coaster and focus on a real recovery plan, this weather influenced attitude began to change. My daily approach to healing became a matter of choice as I was no longer a victim of ME/CFS but rather someone who was on an intentional recovery path. Nowadays when I’m trapped indoors on cold snowy days, I like to make the best of it and imagine I have lots of company. And a nap is nice too. How do you relate to cold snowy days? Please COMMENT on this blog or Send in your thoughts and I’ll post them with your permission. You can use the Contact Form or send an email to Martha at DefeatCFS dot net. And Guest Blogs are most welcome!
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Be Well Again,
Martha
Why? When I was struggling with ME/CFS, sunny warm days made me miserable. I wanted so much to be out and going about my life. And lovely days were a tough reminder that I was too ill to participate in my own life – in anyone’s life. Those days seemed twice as long as normal. They dragged and dragged and dragged on some more. Those days were depressing.
I must admit, somewhat ashamed, that cold snowy days made me feel like other people might have their days limited as mine were. Not with the physical symptoms of ME/CFS but the limitations on mobility. The restriction of activity and possibly some of the isolation. I felt like other people were stuck in it with me. A sort of warped sense of misery loves company. And this made me happy. OK, not one of my best moments.
As I began to understand that I needed to get off the ME/CFS roller coaster and focus on a real recovery plan, this weather influenced attitude began to change. My daily approach to healing became a matter of choice as I was no longer a victim of ME/CFS but rather someone who was on an intentional recovery path. Nowadays when I’m trapped indoors on cold snowy days, I like to make the best of it and imagine I have lots of company. And a nap is nice too. How do you relate to cold snowy days? Please COMMENT on this blog or Send in your thoughts and I’ll post them with your permission. You can use the Contact Form or send an email to Martha at DefeatCFS dot net. And Guest Blogs are most welcome!
Look for a weekly posting on Tuesdays. And consider being part of the conversation.
Be Well Again,
Martha
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