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 of April.
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.
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