Coming to Terms with Losing Physical Mobility
Coming to Terms with Losing Physical Mobility
With each fragmented moment, memories of former self become a haze between actual memory and “was I really able to do that?”
It’s hard to deal with.
It’s hard to want to continue fighting, pushing for the medical, legal and actual care that One needs.
It’s hard to do anything physically already... now the mental side is catching up.
I Guess it was just a matter of time When people tell you to “keep fighting”, usually they’re the ones who don’t know how many rounds you’ve already gone... the hits you’ve taken...
They don’t understand the fear of taking more hits. The draining hits of denial and despair.
It’s easy to throw out “keep fighting” as supposed encouragement and then go back to your life feeling like you encouraged or helped someone...
It’s getting dark. I have no encouraging words for you, but if you find a way to get through tonight, and make it to tomorrow... congratulations... it’s still there... but it’s supposed to get easier... I hear.
When everything seems hopeless and you want to give up...don’t.
Just try at least just one more time.
Send that email, mail that letter, make the phone call...
Something has got to give. Don’t break.
It’s ok to reach out. You are Loved.
Make it to tomorrow.
KTupua
August 2019