Tag Archives: chronic illness

Getting Used To Invisible Illness

Today had, like most days recently, a late/rough beginning. I pulled myself out of bed at around 10:30am. This was an accomplishment that I want to be sure to note. I got up to, however, just moments later lay down … Continue reading

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It’s Hard, Friends

Woke up at 1:15pm today in the basement of a friend’s house. Got up, showered, ate cereal, sketched and read, and somehow three and a half hours passed until I was back in bed for a nap. Took said nap … Continue reading

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Forgive My Inconsistence (Here’s A Hug)

Oh man, WordPress, I have been so inconsistent. Forgive my lack of posts and comments! I think you all will understand when I say that life is… overwhelming. I am climbing through it all victoriously (of course), but my situation … Continue reading

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Peace, For Ourselves

  It’s been a fight, but what’s new? I have exhausted some weapons and gathered some more, always adjusting to the battle against depression and anxiety. Today in particular I will say I am pretty pleased with my chosen weapons: … Continue reading

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Always Moving On And Onwards

Hey there, friends. I am getting over a nasty cold/flu and do not have a great deal of energy to put into writing right now. That said, I want to share just a few little things with you: My doctor’s … Continue reading

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The Ninth Doctor (no, not Christopher Eccleston)

In an hour, I will be in an appointment with the 9th doctor I will have seen in these past 3 or so months. I have come to dread doctor’s appointments. What they typically represent to me is a feeling … Continue reading

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Letter To Myself On A Bad Day

Dear Tanya, I hear your crying and I feel your anger. I see the strength that you run with and I see the moments when your hope falters. I see it all and I feel it all with you. Know … Continue reading

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