Lyme Rage exists. I know because I am pretty sure that I’ve had it. I may have perfected it. It compliments my resting bitch face and soothes my resting bitch voice. Especially in the evening when I am starting to get really tired.
I don’t know that Lyme Rage is just altered chemistry caused by tick spit or if it’s due to other factors as well. The fact that you’re so damn tired that you can hardly stand it, so you lay down. The fact that you’re frustrated to the point that you want to throw your hands up in the air. Or the fact that it’s a mixture of both of those things with the growing sense of pissiness that causes you to snap a little faster that you would before.
Life is overwhelming because it’s twice as hard to get through your day as it was before. I get it. Others don’t understand because they aren’t you. You honestly can’t expect everyone around you to know or understand. Relax and cut the world some slack.
Do yourself a favor and just stop. Breathe, relax and don’t react. You’re going to get frustrated and pissed off just like you did before your diagnosis. The problem now is that the fatigue adds to your issues and you feel more anxious and uptight than you did before.
You’re sick and tired of being sick and tired.
You need to check yourself because you aren’t yourself. Be mindful of your own behavior when it comes to dealing with the people around you. It doesn’t matter if it’s your family, friends or perfect strangers. The more you treat people like garbage, the harder and more lonely life is going to become and right now, you don’t need either of those things.
You need your relationships and being crappy to everyone around you is not going to serve any kind of purpose. Reel it in. Chill. It is what it is for now. You need to keep your wits about you. When you feel your hux starting to rise and the snarl is coming to your lips. Back off. Remind yourself. Breath. Relax. Do not react.
I am going to touch on this again in another post.
Until then, here’s a little gift from me to you..