I cried a real good cry for the first time today. Between meds and exhaustion and the kindness of some gentle friends, I just melted for the first time since diagnosis. Not a convenient moment I must say, but it helped wash some pain from my soul.
Tonight, I'm just too, too tired. I passed exhaustion a few hours ago. Can't do anything right now but hold down the bed for a while. Regards to all.
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Sometimes a good cry is therapy in itself, don't hold back!
It sounds like you have a good start on your therapy, hang in there.
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