Just had a thought.
Most of us spoonies feel terrible most - if not all - of the time. And yet we just go about our lives as if there’s nothing wrong (even if we need some wheels or a cane or medication or whatever else to help us along)! I’m lying in bed and the thought suddenly occured to me that even on good days, most well people feel better than we do. On bad days we feel much worse than they do when they’ve got a cold that they’re complaining about, and we might complain a bit, but not every time (who cares we deserve to complain anyway).
In part, I’m sure, it’s because we’re used to it, but mostly it’s because we’re ULTIMATE SPOONIE WARRIORS.
I hereby declare that if you’re reading this, you’re awesome. If your body wants it, go and have that rest you haven’t felt like you’ve deserved. If you are in the mood for some chocolate, go for it. Chocolate’s great. So are you.
Let’s all take over the world.