I can’t believe that my life used to be too busy, even with my chronic illness. When I lived in the university town, where I was for 17 years at least, and married with an extensive if somewhat troubled extended family, plus lots of neighbours, I was often existing on adrenalin. Life was full.
Now, I have lots more time. I spend a good proportion of my day working on my health, usually through meditation and trying to eat well. I have got to know people in the coastal town where I now live but not really well and it’s not the same sort of area. It’s not middle class and I live on a main road.
Of course, I didn’t think that this would be a problem when I viewed the flat because I was still relatively active. However my health crashed after I moved here and I am building myself back up and it is taking months and years. My muscles are what are mostly affected now. This means that I have to spend a lot of time at home.
Many of my good friends are just extraordinarily busy. In fact, in my opinion, they are too busy. I know that some of them are using busyness as a distraction from issues and emotions that are too painful to face. However I still envy them.
My other friends are similarly ill. We have the urge to meet but not always the means.
Even my mum is having a better social life than I am in her new sheltered accommodation!
Because of my health relapse I have not been networking as much and this means that some of my clients have faded away somewhat. I am currently waiting for some editing work to complete. I have been waiting for days and just trying to fill in the time until it arrives. This is very frustrating!
Anyway, I have just booked an EFT session with a local practitioner. I won’t be seeing her for a month or thereabouts but I feel that tapping, literally, into the things, the emotions, that are trapped in my body may bring some relief.