I’ve sat on the couch with notes scattered around me, half-finished symptom logs open, medication lists in two different places, and that sinking feeling in my chest that said, I cannot keep doing this shit. Symptom tracking for chronic illness can sound simple when people talk about it online. In real life, it can feel…
I’m sitting at my kitchen table, staring at a pharmacy receipt that costs more than my weekly groceries used to just a few years ago. My heart is hammering against my ribs, and my breath is shallow, caught somewhere in the back of my throat.…
You are staring at a to-do list that feels like a personal attack. Your joints ache, your brain is a thick fog machine, and the guilt is screaming that you aren’t “doing enough.” This is the chronic illness cycle we know all too well: push…
You’ve been the strong one for so long that you don’t even remember what it feels like to lean on someone else. You’re the person everyone calls in a crisis. The one who holds it together when everything falls apart. The one who can handle…
You know that feeling when everything is too much? The TV is too loud. The lights are too bright. Your kid is asking you the same question for the fifteenth time. The dog is barking. Someone left the tap dripping. And your body is screaming…
A gentle note before we begin: This post is raw and honest. We’re talking about the darkest days of chronic illness, including thoughts of wanting to give up and unhealthy relationship dynamics. If you aren’t in a place to read this right now, that is…
Let’s be honest. Nobody tells you that healing trauma while parenting feels like trying to rebuild a house whilst living in it during a bloody cyclone. You’re already running on empty. You’re touched out, overwhelmed, and questioning every parenting decision whilst trying to process your…