Coronavirus Disease 2019 (COVID-19)

Hi, my name is FindingMe2024. I'm here because I got long covid and am looking for relief, community and learning from others.

#MightyTogether #Anxiety #Depression #ADHD #Insomnia #COVID

Hi, my name is FindingMe2024. I'm here because I got long covid and am looking for relief, community and learning from others.

#MightyTogether #Anxiety #Depression #ADHD #Insomnia #COVID

I am a 48 years old female who has been (vaguely) diagnosed with Fibromyalgia about 5 and 1/2 years ago and with long-hauler Covid just this year. They overlap a lot, but I believe I know my body enough to decent most of the differences between the 2.
But, today, I was quilting with my church group, (I'm a pastor's wife and I thought it wise to get to know our congregation better and participate in things I enjoy-sewing). I divulged to them my health issues, but was cut short by an elderly lady (most of the ladies could be my mother) by saying, "Well, that's just part of getting old and you just have to accept it." I took offense. I didn't let it show then, but this hurt my heart. I went from being a full capable teacher, mother, daughter, friend to feeling like an invalid in a matter of months (years because of gong from doctor to doctor to find out what this was.) No, fibromyalgia didn't happen overnight, but it feels like it was, like a door was slammed in my face. I used to walk, run, dance, bike and swim without much effort, to spending days in bed recouping from just everyday life.
There are just some individuals out there that just don't get how frustrating this is.
I just needed to vent. Thank you for being here to listen.

I read about ACTUP and desperately wanted to find some long Covid/chronic illness support in a similar vein.

Hi, my name is Sazqwatch. I'm here because my new female friend has long covid and struggles with letting the symptoms define her daily life and thoughts. I want to understand better so I can be a better partner.

#MightyTogether

Greetings,

May the peace and grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you!

My name is Kernimay. I was born and raised in Haiti. After College in 2018, I embarked on a journey where I was living alone in Ohio, far from family and friends. In a quest to discover myself, I began to know God himself. An aim to start loving myself has been transformed in the joy of finding the one by whom I am loved.

As the world was facing uncertainty with COVID-19, the best chapters of my live began. I had the opportunity to pen a collection of poems relating my journey as a new Christian and my struggles with a mental illness in a form of religious Obsession: Scrupulosity. I am so grateful that God delivered me and allowed me to experience Him on this level and to be able to share a part of my life with others.

As I have now self-published my poetry book: Brighter Days Ahead (available on amazon), I am looking for partnership with different congregations/organization to help me push this book to the public so it can be a blessing to others, in hope for them to know they are not alone in their walk and that God can deliver them from mental illness.

Hopefully,

Kernimay E. Fenelon

Brighter Days Ahead: A Book of Poems: Fénelon, Kernimay E.: 9798859532667: Amazon.com: Books

I have long haul covid. Been sick since February. On medical leave and once again I feel my mental health taking a shot. I'm married to a wonderful and supportive woman. I am the rock in our marriage. I am having a hard time getting the courage I need to tell my wife that I am suffering greatly mentally. Although I'm sick physically I still have to be the strong one. My wife is sick with Lupus. She has taken good care of me but why am I having such a hard time telling her how I feel mentally? Any suggestions would be appreciated. Much love. #depre #ChronicIllness #BPD #MentalHealth

Woke up in a "Why me?" state of mind today. Or, rather, a "Why us?" state of mind. My ex, my kid, and myself are, I think, pretty decent humans. We're flawed, like anyone else, but always tried to be good, according to our own compasses. We tried to never be hurtful, to support the people we cared about, and to leave the world a better place than we found it every day. For about 25 years, we were pretty good at it, I think.

And then, through circumstances we just couldn't control it fell apart. I never intended to become the monster I became, anymore than any of us intended for our lives to be upended during the COVID lockdown. We all thought we were doing the right, the appropriate, things to navigate increasingly difficult social and psychological circumstances. And everything still fell apart.

DBT teaches Radical Acceptance. The thing happened. Period. We don't have to like it, we don't have to make peace with it, but we have to accept that it happened. But some days, I wake up wondering "Why us?" We were lovely and happy and now we're broken, and will always be just a little bit sad. And we couldn't have done anything other than what we did.

Why us? Why couldn't we have just been a family and been happy? It's too late now. We'll never be that again. I will miss them for the rest of my life and I'll never have an answer to the question. And some days, it's really fucking hard to just have to accept that.

#Divorce #RadicalAcceptance #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder