Hey D...See, you can just be HAPPY you aren't me!
I survive with a dark sense of humor. If I couldn't laugh at myself, I wouldn't survive! I've joked that I should take this "act" on the road. Pull all of my skeletons out of the closet and teach those dudes to dance!
Indeed, I have been dealt a tough hand with my health that has affected every fiber of my being. I was unable to conceive. I was unable to achieve my personal and professional goals. It's TMI, but I can't even "achieve" a normal BM (sometimes up to 11 days) I threw a fit, cursed, and cried out to God..."What else can happen?" I broke out in the shingles virus in my face and eye. There's my answer! (insert nervous giggle) I do not have a day that I am not in pain, whether moderate or severe.
I am an extremely visual person. Therefore the black/white dog scenario helps me most of all. I can quickly identify which one I'm feeding. I joke with my husband about giving the black dog a raw hide, so he's steady gnawing=) I must admit, sometimes the jack holes around me FEED my "black dog".
Believe me...I feed and fluff the "white dog" through my service to others, even when I cannot help myself. I try to get outside of the darkness and bring light and joy to the elderly and less fortunate. I call them my "senior peeps" at my mom's nursing home.
Some days the only thing positive I can tell myself is "This can ALWAYS be worse". The shingles in my eye have proven that!
PLEASE seek some counseling to help you through this. I am not qualified, but I can be here for you=)
Hugs~~Dixie