When chronic illness shows up, it often robs us of our plans. It reroutes the itinerary we had for our life. It steals the future we imagined.
It diminishes our capacities and transforms our circumstances. It kicks our ass and demonstrates with absolute clarity (in ways that many of us are not accustomed to being shown) that we are absolutely NOT in the kind of control we had thought. What do you mean accept, lady?
Why would I want to accept the thing you’ve just described? That sounds like loser talk! What we resist, persists. When I struggle against something, the struggle itself perpetuates the adversarial relationship.
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