Today marks the second year since I had my first ever
allergic reaction. It never crossed my mind how different my life would be from
that moment on. Since that night I have had 50 anaphylactic reactions and been
in resus around 15 times. Scary numbers am I right dear reader. There is irony
in the fact I got my official diagnosis on my blogs birthday on the 15th
I never realised how much my life would change and how long
it would take to be able to re-love myself again. I’m not saying me and my body
are besties but I am a lot nicer to myself while recovering. Its okay to stay
in bed the day after, its okay not being able to focus enough to read or watch new
stuff on tv and its okay to take the mask off.
I used to put so much pressure on myself to get better and
to bounce back and dear Readers it is not the best way to recover. It is a
lesson I have had to learn the hard way by destroying my mental health and closing
myself off from people. Thankfully I am surrounded by amazing people who are
more stubborn than I am, and they haven’t let me push them away.
Also, one thing I am no longer going to be pretending everything
is okay. If you ask me if I’m doing okay and I’m not I’m going to be telling you
it’s all shit! No more putting the mask on and pretending everything is okay when
it’s not and if that makes you uncomfortable maybe don’t ask if someone is okay
when you don’t really want a truthful answer.
One thing I will say please read the EpiPen guide below you
never know when it might come in handy.