Welcome to the Year of the Tiger I’ve become suddenly disabled, and it’s been a rollercoaster ride the past 4 weeks, in every which way possible. Mentally, physically, emotionally, even spiritually. My identity, ability, desirability and physicality have all been called into question. The chances of a bilateral patellar tendon rupture is rare. A spontaneous […]
*Note from A Chronic Voice: Dana Hall is a clinical psychologist who lives with an autoimmune disease herself, which made me excited to have her guest post on the blog! I always love reading professional tips written by a fellow chronic illness person. She specialises in trauma therapy, relationship dynamics, and chronic pain management. She […]
Silence. Who knew silence could be so overwhelming? More suffocating than the humid tropic air, and not in the least bit golden. The rest of the flock is older and more placid, having laid their eggs, and had their mates. They even seem a tad jaded, or it might have been that Horace had stolen […]
A word that could probably sum up life with chronic illness is ‘mundane’. Sure, it has its (very much unwanted) moments, but for the most part you’re just cruising along, pacing, trying to avoid those unwanted moments. It’s a sadistic, adult version of hide and seek. Either I’m hiding from my over-active immune system as […]
CLICK HERE to submit your own entry, and to read about what others are up to as well! Reminding myself to listen to my body a little better…again. So I was in the hospital again last week. As you may already know, managing chronic illnesses is all about the balance. While I’ve gotten quite good […]
CLICK HERE to submit your own entry, and to read about what others are up to as well! *Trigger Warning: This post contains some sad pictures and topics on sickness and death. Remembering JC’s siblings who died too young. Last month, I marvelled over the births of five tiny parrotlet lives. Unfortunately, only one of […]
How Much Calamity Can a Year Contain? 2014 was a riot of a year. I thought to myself after undergoing another surgery, “well, that should be it. I’ve met my quota for bad stuff happening this year”. So I started to plan for a trip that I had dreamt about for seven years – travelling […]
“For of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: ‘It might have been.’” – John Greenleaf Whittier My psychologist tasked me with writing a diary entry after one of our sessions, “Grieving the Life That I Will Never Have”. The person that I would have liked to become, or thought I’d […]