It has offically been 1 full year since I had the muscle biopsy that would change my life forever. I remember feeling so scared that day. I had several panic attacks because I’m terrified of being admitted to hospitals. Months went by before I got the diagnosis, if you can call it that since technically it’s an Unnamed Mitochondrial disease.
I haven’t had much time to reflect on the past year until now. All I can really say is that I am proud of myself for surviving such a roller coaster of a year. It was full of ups and downs. Tears of many varieties; happy tears, sad tears, scared tears. Through all of these hills and valleys I have learned one important thing.
I am stronger than I give myself credit for. There have been many occasions where I sit by myself crying out of frustration because I am so physically exhausted that I don’t think I can put my pants on, or drive across town, or walk into an appointment. Looking back I have realized I always find the strength to push on. It might take me an hour to gain the strength I need but I know I can do whatever I put my mind to, it just might not be at a very fast pace.
Everyone is going through something, Everyone is hard on themselves.
Everyone needs time to rest.
And Everyone is stronger than they think.
So please, be kind to yourself.
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