This was one of my poems about existing.
I have been laid up for about a year. Really hard time.
Still looking for solutions.
I have a connective tissue disorder and all that goes with it.
https://steemit.com/collaborativeartjourney/@girlbeforemirror/slivering-below-the-edge-of-existence-a-steemit-collaborative-art-journey
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Oh shit - lupus or something? I am getting my mobility back a bit more now. I couldn't walk really for 2 years at the beginning - but then I started to really soar with all the plant based stuff - until the hospital totally annihilated me and everything went backwards. Being laid up is fucking dreadful. My heart goes out to you. Will check your poem out now. sending you buckets of warmth and compassion.