the day after..
the day after a day of VERY little – but considering the very little is more than usual…
becomes a RECOVERY DAY.
and there is no point in resisting it, being angry about how you feel, ignoring it, being determined not to feel it…it all just ADDS to the low ebb.
you have to ROLL with the recovery days.
i have tried all the other options!
TODAY i have just got up, got dressed, and come downstairs…after 2 failed attempts at getting up.
am now comfortably as possible sitting in my space…my space in the world during most daylight hours.
and am EXHAUSTED.
this is FATIGUE – mental fatigue, physical fatigue…overwhelming every-bit-of-my-body-feels-drained fatigue.
i need another sleep.
It isn’t fair.
but it isn’t beatable.
yes i feel USELESS…very USELESS but…