I’ve dealt with severe physical illness. I’ve dealt with severe mental illness. Having experienced extended periods of both, if I had to choose one fate, I’d choose the former. Sight unseen, nothing compares to mental angst & disability. Both at the same time, as now, a living Hell. I choose neither.
Unfortunately life doesn’t work that way. To each a different dose, none are immune. My heart aches for all who are at war, internal or external.
My enduring hope is, that by recapitulating the past with mindful healing in place, this particular road will not be trod again.
Learn, grow, be liberated, be grateful. Forevermore.
Ever changing. Progress at Work.