When you’re flared up, exhausted, or running on fumes, the idea of “finding joy” feels like someone telling you to just smile more. It’s not that simple when your body is screaming, your brain is foggy, and getting off the couch feels like climbing Everest. But here’s what I’ve learned after years of navigating chronic…
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The ‘Good Enough’ Goal: A Realistic Guide to Spoonie Goal Setting
Spoonie goal setting can feel damn near impossible when you’re three days into a flare and can barely manage a shower. January arrives every year with the same bloody energy, New Year, New Me, and if you’re chronically ill, neurodivergent, or just burnt out from…