The diagnosis of fibromyalgia came down like Thor’s hammer yesterday. I knew something was wrong for quite awhile. I’ve run 100 mile races. I’ve run seven marathons in seven days. The pain that comes after a hard race is fleeting. This pain, however, is not. FRUSTRATION.
I could have drank myself into a stupor to numb the feelings of knowing I’ll have physical pain in some form in my body the rest of my life. To numb the actual pain I have been living with for so many months. Possibly years. But, I didn’t. I sat with my feelings. I researched the shit out of this illness. Rest, more exercise, what to eat, what not to (this will be a little more difficult...I mean, french fries!!). I need to ensure I am nurturing and feeding my body, mind, and soul the best way possible with whole foods, joyful connections, exercise, and rest. Being gentle with myself is paramount. TRIUMPH.
All of us have pain in our lives. Physically, mentally, emotionally. It’s how we deal with and understand that pain to either use it to make us stronger and better, or we let it get the best of us and turn to alcohol or some other substance to numb ourselves. Will you live with frustration? Or will you triumph?
What is your triumph today?