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Last night, I had my first hardcore workout in nearly 2 years at the gym (well my gf's gym, she can bring a guest once a week, mine's not reactivated yet) with real equipment and real opportunity. I did minor stuff at home until now to try to prevent loss of progress here and there the last 2 years, but it did very little....It was incredible because the horrid flare up of 2 years has just felt like eternity, I felt like I found something I lost years ago. I did all that I used to do in there, my music, gloves, focus, etc..., minus the higher numbers I could put up, but that will return in time. I had a post workout shake/meal too, which was more blissful "nostalgia". I haven't had the sensation and sense of accomplishment in a long while, like I'm working towards something again.
That said, I'm going back to work on the 27th of the month, and though I can do that again too, I'm not "looking forward to it" the same way, it's just something that has to be done. But a passion in life that's stolen from you can be recovered (that's what the phrase in my signature means) and we all can get it back in time... whether time alone grants us a return of it, or we fight for it, or others fight for it for us because we don't have it in us anymore. I can do many things now in life again that I couldn't before (well, almost everything, since urgency problems are practically eliminated now)...I can go to movies, hang out with friends, go to social gatherings, attractions, out to eat, shopping, fill in the blank....I'm virtually normal again, sans a label on my medical file (which may affect alternative employment), about 5% of my symptoms still remaining, and a crap ton of awful memories. This may or may not be temporary, but I don't care, I've never savored "normal" so much.
I'm not holding other people back anymore; there's weight off my shoulders. My life can take steps forward again, the pieces can be realigned, and as a result so can my gf's life, who's been incredible and instrumental during this entire piece of **** hand dealt to me.
In one word, it feels like victory. :ybiggrin:
What's the light at the end of the tunnel that you see, what is the source of it? What is there at the end of it, waiting for culmination and absolution? What or who makes it shine for you during the darkness that currently swallows you?
That said, I'm going back to work on the 27th of the month, and though I can do that again too, I'm not "looking forward to it" the same way, it's just something that has to be done. But a passion in life that's stolen from you can be recovered (that's what the phrase in my signature means) and we all can get it back in time... whether time alone grants us a return of it, or we fight for it, or others fight for it for us because we don't have it in us anymore. I can do many things now in life again that I couldn't before (well, almost everything, since urgency problems are practically eliminated now)...I can go to movies, hang out with friends, go to social gatherings, attractions, out to eat, shopping, fill in the blank....I'm virtually normal again, sans a label on my medical file (which may affect alternative employment), about 5% of my symptoms still remaining, and a crap ton of awful memories. This may or may not be temporary, but I don't care, I've never savored "normal" so much.
I'm not holding other people back anymore; there's weight off my shoulders. My life can take steps forward again, the pieces can be realigned, and as a result so can my gf's life, who's been incredible and instrumental during this entire piece of **** hand dealt to me.
In one word, it feels like victory. :ybiggrin:
What's the light at the end of the tunnel that you see, what is the source of it? What is there at the end of it, waiting for culmination and absolution? What or who makes it shine for you during the darkness that currently swallows you?
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