God in the Fog

The fog was bad this week. (Not the brain fog, the actual literal fog. Although the brain fog was up there too.) We are in winter here in Australia at the moment, and oh boy, you can really tell. The morning temperatures are freezing, there’s frost on the ground and on my windscreen, and my […]

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Chronic Illness is Lonelifying

‘My knees are shot,’ I explained to my shamefully fit friend. ‘You need to do more squats,’ she shot back. ‘I can’t.’ ‘Well,’ she said after a lengthy pause, ‘that’s a problem.’ Yes, it is. Arthritis in my knees in my forties is a significant problem. Especially when I’ve also got back problems and everyone […]

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Am I Brave?

‘I don’t know how you cope with your illness,’ said my well-meaning friend. ‘You must be really brave!’ I flinched inwardly. I knew she meant it as a compliment, and I took it in the spirit in which it was given, but something in me reacted involuntarily. The notion of surviving chronic illness being reduced […]

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