I’m having a wobble of Self worth again… Having been fighting a bug all week, hang on, actually only since Wednesday, though it feels so much longer.
Getting ill on top of my M.E. always sends me into a spiral of self doubt, and leaves me fed up not only about being unwell but about all the other things I wish I could do but cannot.
When emptying the dishwasher leaves me having to go and sit and rest for 20mins. When I find myself getting grumpy at the kids just for being kids stuck inside on a rainy weekend. When I see that nice mountain bike for sale on marketplace and can see myself whizzing through the woods on it but can equally see the reality of it sitting in the garage gathering dust for ever more, being a glaring physical reminder that I’m just not well enough.
Ugh. Enough of the moaning, even I’m bored of it now. I only seem to come here to write blog posts when I’ve been ill and want to moan! I must try harder to write happier more useful posts.