This woman is phenomenal and I am proud to call her a best friend. She has gone through a lot but has persevered and is slowly getting well. However she often does not allow others to see her pain or tears because she fears it makes her look weak. This is her open and honest tale of brain surgery.
Yes, you read that right. Surgeries. My one planned brain surgery turned into 2 brain surgeries, several procedures, and 3 hospitalizations. I never planned on this.
I realized, after chats with my bestie, that people only see what I allow them to see. I post on social media with updates and I always seem so positive and upbeat. What people don’t see are my breakdowns.
I breakdown at least 3 times a day. Sometimes more. Songs that used to give me strength now make me weak. Things, simple things, I can no longer do make me feel depressed. I realize my body needs time to heal. Twice as much, if not three times as much as I planned. And that’s frustrating.
From time to time I discuss my pain, but more often than not, I’m reporting my pain free days. I don’t discuss my nights without sleep due to pain…
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The Wonderful and Wacky World of One Single Mom 