10/02/2026
- Tuesday, 10th February 2025
Morning folks. How are you, lovely peeps? Here's today's reality check: It's not fun.
*Visible score:* 1 (JUST NOPE you need REST)
*Balance: Like a pinball bouncing off the bumpers - made it to the bathroom with my walker but hit a few walls on the way.
*Current location: Bed - and I don't reckon I'll be moving far today, the thought of tackling the stairs....makes shudder.
*Body status: Stiff as a board
*Pain levels: Head to toe, off the scale. I've no words.
*Eyes: That odd throbbing eyeball is back; they feel like they are going to pop with pressure, eyes are swollen and painful. My poor lashes are depleted by yesterday's sobbing.
*Sleep: Slept okay eventually, and deeply, but I've woken feeling like I've been run over by a juggernaut with absolutely no energy left at all in the tank, not even a vapour.
*Mental state: Honestly? Feeling anxious, low, and pretty sorry for myself if I'm honest.
*The kicker: Still wide awake at 6am because my Ellyllons don't care about bad days apparently.
It's going to be a long day. I feel broken, and I need to be good, but I'm here. I'm breathing; sometimes that's enough.
Today's Mantra
"Surviving today is enough. Every breath is a quiet victory."
Today, my Ellyllons have brought me unwanted gifts of pain, tears, anxiety and heaviness. Some days are just like this - and that's okay. Crying doesn't mean giving up. Feeling low doesn't mean failing. It just means today is going to be hard. Take hour be hour. Minute by minute.
Love Sha ๐
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