Do you feel like a failure? I did Maybe, in many ways, I still do It is a pervasive limiting belief I have that haunts me, especially when it comes to chronic pain and illness. I feel like I failed my family I feel like I failed in the workforce That I fail as a... Continue Reading →
The joys of exercise with chronic illness
Exercise. There. I said it. Sounds a little bit like a curse word. Mostly because it is necessary in some ways and it's painful. Seemly with no real output. Or at least, not in the way we wish there was an output. Like Boom, cured. More like Boom, sprained my body. Instead, its arduous, difficult... Continue Reading →