I seem to have turned a corner recently. I hesitate to say this because I don’t want to jinx things. Also, I don’t want to look like a complete idiot if I’m proved wrong. But let’s just say that, although I am still in pain with my hips, and although I still am sleeping around 8.5 to 9 hours a night, and although my sleep quality is not great (not enough deep sleep according to my Garmin watch), and although this morning I did wake up and start yawning, not to mention fall asleep on the grass while sunbathing, it is fair to say that I have felt better – less fatigued, with glimpses of my old self. Clearer, more positive, and dare I say with more joie de vivre.
I did do a three-week detox in August but felt there was little point in continuing when our wedding anniversary came around on the 22nd. I didn’t go mad – just wanted to be able to go out for brunch and eat eggs with avocado, on sourdough bread (all foods that were banned on the detox).
Since then, I have continued to do all I can to eat healthily, clean, avoiding processed foods as much as possible (let’s face it, my soya or oat milk is processed!), exercising when I can, focussing on three things I am grateful for at the end of the day, deep relaxation and meditation, Epsom salt baths before bed, etc., etc.
It was around ten days after I stopped the detox that I woke up one morning – Friday, September 1st to be precise, which is only four days ago, and was surprised and delighted to feel like my old self again. I didn’t have an afternoon sleep on Friday, Saturday, or Sunday. Today, Monday, I fell asleep without meaning to. But I am hopeful!
Of course, everyone I have told about this asks me the same question – why? Oh, I wish I knew. Here are some possibilities:
- People have been praying for me.
- People have been sending me reiki
- I recently had a flash fiction published in a respected literary magazine[i], and fellow writers have been kind enough to give generous appreciation.
- The day before I started feeling well, two little people who had been in the USA for several weeks with their family there joined their UK cousins, uncle, and us for a fun day out at a castle. Lots of laughter ensued. It raised my spirits.
- I tentatively contacted my American publisher to see what was happening, having signed a two-book deal around six months ago. She had not seen my signed contract and was delighted to hear from me.
When I look at the last three on this list, and maybe in fact all of them, one thing comes up strongly for me: feeling valued.
As we get older, it is so easy to feel we are useless or have no value. Social engagement whether with family, friends, fellow volunteers, religious groups, or work colleagues is essential to our well-being. I’m not making that up. There’s research behind that[ii]. It occurs to me that social engagement gives us a sense of self-worth – of value – though this potential mediator has not been researched as far as I am aware.
Does this mean my fatigue was ‘all in the mind’? No, probably not. Chronic fatigue is complex. As with so many conditions, even if the trigger is emotional the effects can be physical and enduring. Stress affects the immune system, which means it can be a factor in several physical conditions, but once the stress is taken away the conditions don’t automatically sort themselves out.
Whatever the reason for feeling a bit better, I am hoping to hang onto it and continue to improve. And if I don’t? Well, I’ll cross that bridge if and when I come to it.
- How do you get your sense of self-worth?
- What could you do to improve it?
I’d love to hear from you.
Bonnie
[i] If you would like to read my recent flash fiction, you can do so here: https://www.ellipsiszine.com/scientist-transforms-spinach-leaves-into-beating-human-heart-tissue-after-coming-up-with-the-idea-during-lunch-by-bonnie-meekums/
My self worth & how I find it, now there’s a question? I’ve always been fairly self contained, possibly being an only child & never a lonely one, could always entertain myself etc. the one time I felt lonely was as a lone parent when I couldn’t go seek company if I wanted it.
At one point others opinion of me really mattered, but as I’ve aged it doesn’t bother me any more, though I’ve always been a bit of a rebel anyhow.
I’m not a great ‘joiner’ preferring the company of one or two to a huge crowd, not always the case but again something which has come with maturity.
My children & grandson of course give me a sense of worth, as does my long term relationship, 30yrs this time, & that is something I feel worthy about.
My writing is for myself mostly, recently I’ve taken to Substack, which satisfies me with no one commenting or needing to criticise. That gives me a sense of self worth anyhow.
At this moment in time I feel nothing needs improving…but tomorriw is another day, & needs may change. 🤗💜🌸
Thanks so much for taking the time to respond. I remember my own lone parent days, and the loneliness once they were in bed.
I love that maturity has brought some important positives. And that writing is one of those. I am trying to get my head around substack – watch this space! xxx
Wonderful🤗🌸Not much on mine yet but here’s a link
https://substack.com/profile/32916571-deni?r=jlil7&utm_medium=ios&utm_source=profile
Hope it works…still a novice myself🤣🌸
Thanks! Have followed you. Like you, I have not posted much yet. Just got over covid, and back to square one with the energy levels… 😦
Oh Bonnie so sorry to hear this, I hope you feel better soon. Thank you for your follow, not much up there yet but steady away 😐♥️🧡💛