Tuesday, 2 August 2011
Self Compassion.
Now if only I could work out how to pick a better picture as the still.
Michelle :)
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Bob,
Compassion,
Coping,
Dysautonomia,
Grief
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All who are lovely enough to comment should be showered with cup cakes, glitter and macarons. I promise to use my spoon bending mind powers to try and get that happening for all who are lovely enough to share their words. Those who go the extra step to share posts should really get a free unicorn. Or at least the gift of finding the shortest and quickest line at the supermarket on a regular basis. xx
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Michelle,
ReplyDeleteCan I re-post this on my blog (I'd link back to you of course!)? Sometimes I think that people around me need to understand this... that I don't have to be "happy" all the time to prove that I'm somehow "getting better"... Some days I'm just so tired...
Yes. Just yes. And even though I keep typing "yeast" which you may or may not have considering all the other fun things your body is doing at the moment, I really mean YES.
ReplyDeleteNonna - go for it. It's in the public domain so I don't mind if it's shared.
ReplyDeleteElly Lou - Mwah. You know yeast may well be in there with everything else, at this point I wouldn't be surprised if they found I had miniature Smurf's in my blood stream.
Well I don't know why your blog posts are not coming in my reader again and then arrive all in one go but no matter.
ReplyDeleteMichelle I am very shocked about the weight you have lost. I am not entirely sure you should not be on intravenous fluids as you look dehyrated. I will have to come back to look at this one again as I am seeing two of you which is disconcerting indeed as I have not had a drop of licquor, I wish!
So seeing double of you is fine as its good to see you, although you really look poorly which is crap for you, its just difficult to process what you are saying whilst I am seeing what appears to be twins speaking in perfect harmony. So unless there is a transcript hiding somewhere I shall return another day.