Not being the person I was, wife i was, mom I was. I woudl settle for only having this back again.
I am working to accept that i dont sit on boards for community organizations, helpless that i can no longer work, especially in a social service job i loved helping people, to accept that I cant do half what i did that i loved. to no longer like to have social events at my house or be a good fun friend... i can accept that some days I sit for hours the only thing i can force to do is reach for a laptop during that time, i can accept that getting chores done and getting a grocery store run or a coffee with a friend is a super successful day when it included very little. I can work on accepting.
--- but to have my family not see me enjoy or fake enjoying special events, holidays, activities... and to not be the active creative woman they loved... to know they forget that i am still that person and just see me do very little and shell of who i was.... that is the worst thing.
also to have no one close to you ever understand how hard it really is.