Grieving the Life I Once Had (WELLNESS)
I never know which stage of grief I'm in because I flip flop hourly. I don't grieve the loss of a loved one, but I do grieve the loss of myself. The loss of the life I once had. Now I live within the confines of my chronic pain and it's that thunderous pain that dictates how my minutes will go. Oh how I yearn for my old life.