Worthy of pride

One thing that illhealth has given me is the chance to feel proud of myself every day.

I don’t always take the opportunity to do so; comparing myself and my body and my productiveness to pre-illness levels still gets in the way even after all this time.

But more often than not I can find something to feel proud of myself for, every day.

Usually it’s simply because I’m doing something very hard every second of the day; living with this illness and it’s all-encompassing effects. I think that’s well worth feeling proud of myself for.

Not many people are in a position to experience this kind of heightened pride. Kind of grateful for it…in a very strange way.

IMAGE: A cup of coffee and Anna in a tea cup print nightie and pink striped dressing gown, as viewed from Anna’s viewpoint looking down.

Published by Anna Redshaw

Blogging about life in the slow lane with an invisible, chronic illness. I wasn't always a sick chick so this is somewhat of a life changing experience!

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