A few days ago marked my 1-year anniversary of when my 4 months of symptoms last year of “anxiety, depression, stress, sickness, lethargy, fatigue, stiffness, etc” AKA lyme disease was finally diagnosed. I did not want to write this post because it reminds me of how long I have been dealing with lyme. Some days I try not to think about all the things it took from me at one point. However, it is my reality and I share this poem with you.
For this one year, I write this poem for you.
1 year of symptoms,
1 year of fear,
1 year of learning, patience & hope.
1 year of crying,
1 year of frustration,
1 year of living day by day,
1 year of ups and downs, & acceptance.
1 year of explaining,
1 year of expressing,
1 year of explaining over and over again & being an educator about lyme.
1 year of faith,
1 year of dreaming,
1 year of questioning, believing & trusting.
1 year of changing my habits,
1 year learning about myself, being myself, & stop being perfect.
1 year of eating healthier, cutting out sugar and stress.
1 year of family,
1 year of strength,
1 year of relying on others & asking for help when I need it.
1 year of struggle,
1 year of taking it easy,
1 year affecting my mind set.
1 year of changed goals,
1 year of seeing the lighter side of things, & laughing at myself.
1 year of knowing that after all of this, I will help others. The ones without a voice.
1 year of darkness,
1 year of my hair falling out and then having my baby hairs grow back in.
1 year of light & knowing that, the end to all of this is near.
1 year of growing,
1 year of yearning,
1 year of figuring out new things that help my body, mind and soul.
1 year, 1 year, 1 year, 1 year….
1 year from now, I will look back at all of this and say….
1 year… I am a survivor.