Things really are getting to me lately. After having a new start to life, a chance to do things i want to do for a change, i'm finding it very hard to do just that. Just doing simple things like socialising is proving to be next to impossible, and those who do socialise with, will soon get sick of my limitations.
My life is being ruined and there is nothing i can do about it, but except it. Today, i did something that, until a few years ago, would have been easy. I had to prize a crumpled bonnet open with my hands. I would have ripped that up like tissue paper, but now, just opening the thing has rendered me on the couch all day, and possibly all weekend.
I need to get my brain around the fact, there are things i just cannot do anymore, and that is highly frustrating for someone who used to be so active, and dare i say it, strong?
Today, i am just blogging to get stuff out of my head, i find writing about it helps to clear my thoughts, so i'm sorry if you find this one dull and full of moans. I'm afraid that i will start to be confined to my flat, with no where to go and no one to see. It will be a lonely existence.
I would give everything i have, which isn't much, to get rid of this and to have my health back. I can still dream, right?