Chronic Illness Changes by the Hour, Not Just the Day

My body really loves throwing curveballs at the worst possible times.

A year ago, something like this would’ve completely taken me out mentally. I would’ve spiraled, disappeared, and let depression move in rent free. But healing changes you in quiet ways.

Not perfectly. Not magically. Just enough to help you survive things differently.

This time I’m pulling back because my body needs rest, not because I’m giving up. I’m listening to myself instead of forcing myself to keep performing while silently falling apart.

Feeling like a burden still hurts. I think part of that feeling comes with chronic illness. But the difference now is I don’t isolate the way I used to. I let people love me through the hard moments too.

Setbacks are hard, especially when people don’t understand that chronic illness changes by the hour. Just because I could do something yesterday doesn’t mean my body can do it today.

Some days I’m strong.
Some days I’m exhausted.
Some days I’m both at the same time.

But I’m still here fighting.