When I was twenty five I threatened to kill my mom and left town for a few days. I was naive and thought I could go to jail for threatening to kill her. I rode our train up and down the east coast of the USA and walked dozens of miles in different towns, didn’t sleep, or take my meds. I ended up in the famous St Elizabeth hospital in Washington DC. My dad lived in a DC suburb at the time. I almost didn’t come back to reality, I acted well so I could get released, a little more recovered every day and a month later I’d returned to reality. I still use Acting as my main coping mechanism.
But after I got released I was physically broken and could no longer work, my jobs having been manual labor. Ever since then my body has been a shambles though I used to walk many miles a day for years. Jogging was something I could no longer do. I told a nurse that and she didn’t believe me. I didn’t argue I was able to let it go but I wish she knew.
I did a meditation where I recited a verse for fifteen minutes a day with my eyes closed and still for a month and it did wonders but my body is still a shambles. I walk most every day, even if it’s just a twenty minute walk. I plan on walking more. I know my mental health is responsible for my body fatigue. Anybody else have this happen?