I recently came down with the flu, and it reminded me of how ungracefully I can respond to sickness, even after years of dealing with chronic illness.
Yes, I’ve gotten waaaaay better at accepting that being sick means doing less and resting more. But when I paid attention to my thoughts, I saw that I was still blaming myself for being sick and I caught myself feeling in turns frustrated, disappointed and guilty because of my symptoms.
If you’ve been following me then you probably already know: I achieved remission from Lyme disease and its major co-infections at the start of the year. Then I totally unplugged & took a some time off, which I talk about in my post: How I Transitioned From a Chronic Illness Identity.