Everyone looks forward to the weekend, right? The weekend can be a double edge sword for individuals suffering from chronic illness. Let me explain why weekends are the worst.
I’m not faking being sick. I’ve been faking being well. It may look like I have my life in order, but it’s far from the truth. You wouldn’t ever guess I have suicidal tendencies.
I get to the weekend and all of that energy and effort to fake being well falls and all the pain that I’ve been pushing down comes out with a vengeance. I pass most of my weekend sleeping and resting. I’m so exhausted. The pain and inflammation is so bad I can barely move.
It’s one of the things that frustrates me the most. I am using all my energy to get through the work week, that I have none left for family.