According to my critic, he “knows” that no one EVER recovers from heart failure due to cardiac sarcoidosis, he has it and knows that he won't get better. All I can say to that is, you make your own truth. Tell yourself you will never get better, and your body will comply. I told myself that I will improve and my body went above and beyond my expectations and more than complied.
I am not going to go into how I managed to get this much better because everyone has to find what is right for them. There is not generic method. For me it was faith, positive thinking and a clean, organic, healthy lifestyle.
Over the years of writing this blog, some people have shown me that they will root for you when you are down most of the time, encourage you to get back up, but the minute you stand up and they think that you are standing a little too high, they will do everything to make sure that you get right back down. Some people with chronic illnesses will troll the web to find others in like or worse situations than their's, and the minute a person gets better, it angers them and they try to put that person down. Their jealousy overwhelms them. What they don't realize is that sort of toxic behavior and thinking is what may be contributing to them never getting better in the first place. Anger is toxic.
The email from that person did get me thinking about my blog as a whole. The blog started out as self therapy, a place to jot down my thoughts on my life with a chronic illness. It evolved over the years with a few look changes and a name change. The theme has also changed as my health improved. But now I find that because of what the origin of the blog is, my ideas and thoughts on topics are less and less.
I could write about my private life, but that part of my life is just that. Private. I want to keep it that way. I never even posted a photo of myself. And so now I feel almost as if it is time to bid this part of my life farewell. But I am reluctant to do it. It's been good for me to write, to put my thoughts and feelings into the printed word. And so I teeter on the edge of indecision on the life of my blog. Maybe it's just a phase I am going through.