Volcano1963
Peer Supporter
My unexpected but honest answer to Day 1 question felt queasily contradictory. The excruciating pain that kept me bedridden for a week after my Dad died also allowed me to close out the world and wallow in a comfortable pity party. What would my life be without TMS? I’d be back taking care of all the people and things I feel a responsibility for. But maybe I’d also be able to dance again, to jump from rock to rock in the intertidal without fear of pain, to run, to enjoy sex with another again. Ok… I see I have TMS…but I’ve got to deal with stuff. I break down and take pain killers. I think this will delay my inner healing.