I have such a wonderful husband. He not only puts up with the disabilities that assaults my body day-in and day-out but he also has to put up with my mood swings. Today is one of those days where I am suffering from severe depression and doubting all that I do.
I must admit that these days are more and more frequent lately. Today has been one of the worst in a while and I am not afraid to admit it. I was entirely ready to throw in the towel and give up writing.
Mat did what he does best and gave me words of encouragement. He reminded me that the whole reason I started to write was to give me something to keep my mind busy. As much as I hate to admit it, he is right once again. Writing has been a great therapy for me and if nothing else I will keep it up just to give me something to do other than watch TV all day.
I am having to accept reality lately. My legs are starting to act up once again, this time worse than they have in the past. We have known that this day was coming but I am still not ready to accept that my legs are losing strength. I am not ready to let the MonSter win and there is still some fight left in my body. As long as I have Mat around for his support and words of encouragement I can find the courage to continue fighting.