I’m talking about something very specific, our friend who visits us every month.
Each time is different, some months I don’t have any pain, my emotions are in place and some months is a Greek tragedy.
January feels that way. The physical pain is bearable, but my emotions are out of balance.
I feel like nothing makes sense and is really hard to leave my bed. I could sleep all day and all night. Nothing motivates me, not even chocolate.