No it's sure not!
I coped pretty well with my injuries when younger. There were things I couldn't/shouldn't do back then, but I adjusted. I'm struggling hard now to cope, especially since covid shit.
It's getting extremely difficult to cope mentally and physically. When ya get slammed to the floor and pass out from the pain, it's difficult to keep a positive mental attitude. That "Just breathe" mantra, is losing its effectiveness.
I do the only thing I know what to do. I pick myself up. The scary thing is that I'm beginning to doubt how long I can keep up the struggle. And that's on top of all the other crap that life throws on all of us from time to time.
Sorry Auntie. The comment hit home pretty hard this morning. It's a bit cathartic to get some of the crap of my chest.
I almost called the Vet crisis line yesterday, but stopped. As fresh as the pain was at the time, I probably would have come off as someone about to or could end it all. I didn't need some retard LEO coming to my home for a welfare check and have them TRY to assert their power they THINK they have. I wouldn't have been very tolerant of stupidity.
I think a nice hot soak would be a positive move this morning. Sure can't hurt!