The feeling of assurance

I don’t know about you, but when I’m ill, it feels like I’m literally dying.
The moment someone says, “Let’s go to the hospital,” I instantly feel better.
If I sense that a solution is arriving, I start to feel stronger.

Just a few days ago, I went from restless to extremely sick— intense joint pain, skin sensitivity, muscle pulling, and fever. I couldn’t manage myself anymore, and the medications weren’t working.
But the moment I asked to be taken to the hospital, I began to feel better.

I arrived at the hospital stronger than ever. And if my family hadn’t witnessed how sick I was,
the doctors might have thought I was exaggerating.

This isn’t new.
It’s happened to me many times since childhood.
Maybe it’s my brain responding to the presence of assurance.
Maybe I shy away from being vulnerable with those outside my circle.
Whatever it is—it’s strange.
But it’s real.

And here’s what I’ve learned:
Don’t hide your pain.
Feel it.
Yelp for help if you must. Do not do it all alone.
There’s no shame in needing support—only strength in asking for it.

Darling, have you asked for help or are you still trying to manage it alone?

With intriguing smiles,
HerSplendidThoughts