I always always push myself way too hard.
I get up when my body screams not to, I wash up when my hands scream “too painful, too hot, too cold”, I go upstairs to grab my daughters charger for her when she casually asks me to (on all fours as she cant see me from her seat on the sofa).
These are just some of the little things that I should be able to do easily without thinking, …
Quite the opposite, they usually cause me days of exhaustion..
Then, because I cant do even more things, I have to apologise.
I hate this poxy illness