Fail, fail, fail, fail, succeed

How Pain Shapes Our Reality

I’ve been living with constant pain for almost a year now, and the effects of it seep into every facet of my life. At first I tried to ignore it, but it would not be ignored. Then I tried to minimize it but it would not be minimized. Then I tried to cope with it but it’s exhausting and infuriating. I am strong, not weak, but it’s sapping my goddamn strength and limiting what I can do. I feel like it’s pushing me on a downward spiral – the less I do, the less I can do. I’m not ready for this shit, but it doesn’t seem to care whether I’m ready or not.

Life is hard, and living well is not for the weak. I guess suffering is just part of the deal.