New Again
I had a daily strength account quite a few years ago. Since that time, I've deleted the email account I used and can't remember any of the sign on information I used. At the time, I was looking for support on coming out as bisexual to my friends and family. I have been out for quite a few years. My family accepted me with little to no fuss.
I'm since married and have a child. I love my husband more than anything in the universe. He loves me for who I am, not what conditions I suffer from. It's been a struggle taking care of a baby, though. My CP is offset by a lovely case of fibromyalgia. So even on the days I'm feeling well and strong with the CP, the blasted fibro likes to kick in and remind me my body is pretty much made of crap. None of this helps with my depression/anxiety disorders.
I have crap genetics to thank for 2 of my issues. My mother, grandmother, and great grandmother all suffer from fibro and depression. My great grandmother was a raging she witch, so it was no great loss when she passed away. But my mom and grandma are my everything, and I hate to see them in pain. We all take Cymbalta to controll our depression and fibro. It works for the most part. I know that without it, I have far more severe pain and depression. Some days, though I don't know if I should blame the CP or the fibro for my pain. The 2 work in conjunction to make me hurt constantly.
I've lapsed into a pretty deep dark hole recently, and need to find a way to dig myself out of it. We recently moved away from the home I've known my whole life to a new state where I have few friends, and am too nervous to get out and make new ones. I was lucky to have lost weight while I was pregnant, but I've gained all of the weight back, and then some. I know I need to lose the weight again. I know it will help me with my pain and with my strength, but I have zero motivation to get up and do anything. I have decided that my New Year's resolution will be to get off my rear and really make something of myself again. I owe it to myself, my baby and my ever loving husband to do so.
Ok, I just realised that I am rambling with no certain direction. So I'm going to end this for now. I guess this first journal entry was a way for me to introduce myself and get out there what a fun little mess I am. I hope I find new friends here, and maybe get some support while I'm at it.
I'm since married and have a child. I love my husband more than anything in the universe. He loves me for who I am, not what conditions I suffer from. It's been a struggle taking care of a baby, though. My CP is offset by a lovely case of fibromyalgia. So even on the days I'm feeling well and strong with the CP, the blasted fibro likes to kick in and remind me my body is pretty much made of crap. None of this helps with my depression/anxiety disorders.
I have crap genetics to thank for 2 of my issues. My mother, grandmother, and great grandmother all suffer from fibro and depression. My great grandmother was a raging she witch, so it was no great loss when she passed away. But my mom and grandma are my everything, and I hate to see them in pain. We all take Cymbalta to controll our depression and fibro. It works for the most part. I know that without it, I have far more severe pain and depression. Some days, though I don't know if I should blame the CP or the fibro for my pain. The 2 work in conjunction to make me hurt constantly.
I've lapsed into a pretty deep dark hole recently, and need to find a way to dig myself out of it. We recently moved away from the home I've known my whole life to a new state where I have few friends, and am too nervous to get out and make new ones. I was lucky to have lost weight while I was pregnant, but I've gained all of the weight back, and then some. I know I need to lose the weight again. I know it will help me with my pain and with my strength, but I have zero motivation to get up and do anything. I have decided that my New Year's resolution will be to get off my rear and really make something of myself again. I owe it to myself, my baby and my ever loving husband to do so.
Ok, I just realised that I am rambling with no certain direction. So I'm going to end this for now. I guess this first journal entry was a way for me to introduce myself and get out there what a fun little mess I am. I hope I find new friends here, and maybe get some support while I'm at it.
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