Did I cross the line?...
It's been a minute, hasn’t it? I know, I know... life just has this way of sweeping us up in its chaos, and before you know it, time slips away.
Lately, I've been hit with a barrage of diagnoses, and honestly, I’m struggling to wrap my head around it all. It's overwhelming. My whole life, I’ve been that person who tried to color inside the lines, striving for perfection, keeping to my lane.
But now? It feels like I'm constantly crossing those lines, especially when it comes to my health.
No one prepares you for the isolation that comes with stepping outside of those boundaries. It’s a lonely place to be, and the weight of it can feel unbearable. You feel like you're navigating this storm all on your own, and the helplessness is crushing. I know that sharing my struggles could lighten the load a bit, but then guilt creeps in, making me feel like I'm burdening others with my pain. It's a tough spot to be in, balancing vulnerability with the fear of dragging someone else down with me.
sometimes I still wonder...what is one more line?...
I am only human after all...how much more can I bear?...
