I don’t know how to write this post. I’ve tried various times to even start writing it a

I don’t know how to write this post. I’ve tried various times to even start writing it and I failed. Because this post is about my vulnerability. Is about pain. Is about being human. About everyday struggles which no one sees. And why you see me less nowadays on social media. In my childhood the worst thing to do for my sister and me was to tell our mom that we were sick. Because our mom is super caring and protective, but when we were kids her first reaction was to scold us for being sick and then to take care of us. So, naturally we wouldn’t tell her about our sickness till the last moment until the pain was unbearable, we couldn’t hide it anymore, and needed help. And when I discovered that I have cervical hernia, my natural reaction was to keep it to myself, recover as fast as I can, and just come back to normal as if nothing has happened. Just to ignore it. I failed to ignore it because when nerves in your neck are inflamed it affects your life to the extend you feel miserable. You have such amount of pain that movement is limited, and quality of life drastically drops down, and you just pray that one day this will be over. I realized I can’t ignore my pain, because it’s stronger than me. I realize I don’t want to hide it anymore. I realize accepting the pain and my limitations at the moment is the first step to recovery. To be continued … #pain #cervicalhernia #onlinefitnesscoach (at Khobar, Saudi Arabia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRduRdZh84Q/?utm_medium=tumblr -- source link

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