The strength of a woman is not measured by the impact that all her hardships in life have had on her; but the strength of a woman is measured by the extent of her refusal to allow those hardships to dictate her and who she becomes.
― C. JoyBell C.
Today is my 4 years poorly anniversary. It probably doesn’t sound like a reason to celebrate, but it gives me a lot to be thankful for. My strength has been tested more times than I can count but in return I’m wiser, tougher, more grateful and hopefully a better person for it.
I’ve learnt that your true friends aren’t always who you’d expect; they come in all different shapes and sizes. Some will never mention my health, others ask me to explain the entire formation of white blood cells. A few just come round for a cup of tea, the rest try to keep me busy, either way they know my limits and they’re there when I need them. That’s what counts.
I often joke that I’m collecting diseases and that really does seem the case at the moment. With Eosinophilic Gastrointestinal Disease, Connective Tissue Disease, PCOS, Raynauds and recurrent Epstein Barr on the cards I do feel over faced at times. I’ve got my own coping strategies, things that I do to stay positive and make sure my time is still valuable.
Having something to focus on is a big part of that and since selling my business I’ve noticed the difference in my drive – it’s time for a shake up! This week I applied to do a BSc in Health Sciences specialising in Audiology. I need to stop thinking about the parts of my life that I can’t change, and start looking forward to the things I can, this past 4 years hasn’t all been pointless.
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