41 long months

Worse than ever. I can hardly go to the bathroom. I am so weak. And my dear Mom is so sick. She’s my soulmate, my copy. Her Benzo-recovery is so difficult, but she’s old. But humor saves her life. She’s my great inspiration, and gives me hope.

 

We have talked a lot about recovery and weakness. 3.5 years, bedridden and stuck on my sofa. Of course I’m weak. So very carefully exercises. Or give up? No. Not today. Benzo mustn’t defeat mig, I am the warrior. Mabybe…..

Sending love, compassion, support and prayers going up!

Thanks Preacher! I could never ever survive this without you!

 

Today I feel better, recovery is really a roller coaster!

 

Don't give up Translator! Just take it one day at a time... prayers for signs of improvement soon