I won't lie... I probably should, but this is tumblr so why would I.
I am having the singular hardest time I have ever had in my life.
I kicked the pneumonias, plural, and still have secondary infections/problems. My digestive system is back to being a trainwreck, my head hurts constantly, I took my first walk today since I got sick and I breathe like a sack of SHIT.
I also am finding out the hard way that if you have severe OCD (I've struggled but managed for years) that the post-covid haze is insane for your symptoms. I've had intrusive thoughts I couldn't make up with my very wild imagination on regular day, yet my brain plays them for me like a shock film on loop.
And post-viral depression?????? Who knew that was a thing??? It equates to feeling as listless, hopeless and useless as I've EVER felt.
Anyway, my ass? Kicked. BUT GUESS WHAT, I am fighting my way through it. I miss being active, I miss my discord, I miss my friends cause I have stopped talking to everyone in lieu of being a corpse, but I am slowly and surely trying to figure it all out and get back to myself.
I'm sure you'll see me say more on the topic (assuming nothing kills me). But thanks for checking on me. ♥