My mold exposure makes me feel crazy. And, not in a good way. Sometime, I wake up with a desire to call friends, exercise, read a book….and then I find myself just wanting to lie back down and go to sleep.
Then, I feel a little better, and decide to take a walk, or go to the grocery store for healthier food. But, I find myself starring into space.
Sometime, I see a new product or idea on the web, and feel a spark of hope. God only knows how many products I’ve tried to feel better. However, I generally don’t feel much better.
So, when I get real about my sickness and confusion from mold exposure, I realize the main problem. I just don’t have the energy to stick to a plan. Therefore, I decide to try one hour, one day at a time. And I have to forgive myself. I’m not failing, I’m winning, because I still have at least one success every day, sometimes more.
One thing I know for sure – we moldies mean well. Sometimes, we just can’t follow through. And therein lies the problem – our emotions are like a bouncing ball between hope, fear, depression and small successes along the way.
Still, our lives count. Our thoughts as well as actions matter. They matter not only to us, but to those who care about us.
Just saying – never give up.
Name withheld by request.