I had been sick for three weeks, with both the flu and a stomach bug, which I ended up being hospitalized for.
I never take health for granted, but I have become increasingly aware of how difficult it is to get a grasp on your health and well-being if you were never set up for that. My parents dreaded ever having to bring me to the doctor; it was never an option to “eat healthier” or “care for your body”. And once I was out on my own from an early age, all I could think about was survival. I didn’t have the time, money or access to anything that would support my physical or mental health.
I’m not in the place anymore. I’m not that person anymore. And I have to be okay with that.
In my illness, I have learned a lot. I feel as though I’ve come out of it with a fresh perspective on my life and maybe that’s exactly what I needed in this season.
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