mumstheword
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I find myself feeling better and getting an attack of guilt for it.
Feeling bad for everyone that's suffering and that I should be.
That I don't have a right to be feeling good.
That I'm faking my illness because I feel better at the moment.
That I'm just lame, lazy, spoilt and self-indulged, because, if I'm feeling better, my impairment isn't really real, is it?
Is my condition an excuse?
I know this is BS. That it's a cognitive distortion. I feel like I'm frightened to be well at the moment. That I'm keeping my condition as a wet blanket that I can cover and hide myself with. A piss-covered blanket that is probably more cowardice than anything else.
I think it's one of those layers of self-doubt, self-distrust and self-disgust that is actually just more of the illness. Damn. I sabotage feeling good again. Somehow I'm not permitting myself to feel ok about feeling ok.
More work is required isn't it?
Nobody has to answer this I'm just venting aloud, so to speak.
Feeling bad for everyone that's suffering and that I should be.
That I don't have a right to be feeling good.
That I'm faking my illness because I feel better at the moment.
That I'm just lame, lazy, spoilt and self-indulged, because, if I'm feeling better, my impairment isn't really real, is it?
Is my condition an excuse?
I know this is BS. That it's a cognitive distortion. I feel like I'm frightened to be well at the moment. That I'm keeping my condition as a wet blanket that I can cover and hide myself with. A piss-covered blanket that is probably more cowardice than anything else.
I think it's one of those layers of self-doubt, self-distrust and self-disgust that is actually just more of the illness. Damn. I sabotage feeling good again. Somehow I'm not permitting myself to feel ok about feeling ok.
More work is required isn't it?
Nobody has to answer this I'm just venting aloud, so to speak.