To anyone who reads this, thank you so much for listening. That’s how I think of the visitors and 143 followers of my blog, as listeners. Most of my posts receive a few views and occasionally someone “likes” something I write. Regardless of how any particular post is received, just publishing my thoughts and emotions provides a real sense of satisfaction for having expressed myself.
Currently, I’m struggling with feelings of being unheard. If you looked at how many words per day I utter, the total would be far less than the average of 16,000 spoken by most people, and certainly far less than when I was working, even if we add my texts and posts.
Acceptance of this quietude is one aspect of adjusting to life with chronic illness and pain. Most people can relate, following pandemic stay-home orders. Just imagine that status continuing indefinitely.
When I’m feeling disconnected, I consider recent exchanges and am usually reassured that I’m communicating more than I think. At times, though, there have been few conversations, verbal or written. Sometimes my interest in speaking or writing is depressed, not to mention that both listening and talking cause me to feel sick once in a while.
This blog and you, the reader, truly provide a sounding board, at minimum, and two-way communication at best. Let me know what’s up with you. Drop a comment. What are your struggles? Do you relate to mine? I’d love to hear from you. Can I answer any questions for you related to fibromyalgia, depression, and/or anxiety?
Thank you if you’ve ever stopped by my blog! I appreciate so much this outlet for expression. If not for survivingsara.net, many of the topics shared on my blog would still be running on the hamsterwheel in my mind!
SurvivingSara 