tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8551212131198252240.post720842316907338923..comments2023-06-13T19:21:17.660+08:00Comments on Something More Than Sides: The Spoon Theory: How Does It Affect You?Pharaoh Katthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09282686783322339583noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8551212131198252240.post-74648731536772611182010-01-02T23:22:58.255+08:002010-01-02T23:22:58.255+08:00Wow, what an interesting theory. It's so true....Wow, what an interesting theory. It's so true. :( Depression & anxiety is on my plate too - luckily not as bad as how I've heard people get it. But it does make it difficult to remember and manage, because it's not obvious and most of the time, I don't feel sick enough to think of myself as "that way". The medical terminology is kind of a new thing for me too - those words only came into my life in the last couple years or so.<br /><br />I've been experimenting with a number of lifestyle & attitude changes to manage it all. Getting decent results on the whole, but the process requires a lot of mental vigilance - mostly for perseverance, swallowing my pride, and remembering that sometimes I have a spoon ration to be mindful of. :)<br /><br />Thank you for sharing your story. It's actually really nice & a bit reassuring to read how people experience & deal with their mental things. :) Hope to see you at a dinner sometime!Sandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17938981045774826870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8551212131198252240.post-91967847673576572802009-10-31T22:24:04.864+08:002009-10-31T22:24:04.864+08:00Ann:
Please don't be sorry. I had to bow out o...Ann:<br />Please don't be sorry. I had to bow out of that thread for similar reasons; it just took it's toll and I wasn't willing or able to handle that. <br />And I want to thank you for coming here and posting this. It makes me feel like I'm not alone, like there's someone else who understands, especially since we were dealing with the same jerks at that time.<br /><br />((hugs)) if you accept them, otherwise, I send you wellness thoughts and care.<br /><br />You have every right to be upset.Pharaoh Katthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09282686783322339583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8551212131198252240.post-61715915893739436302009-10-25T14:34:17.208+08:002009-10-25T14:34:17.208+08:00I've had to ration and control for a long time...I've had to ration and control for a long time. Even in the time before I blocked out of my mind acknowledgment that I actually had limitations that I needed to and did work around, I rationed out how much social interaction (or whatever else) I could cope with, and made calculations of if I do this today I'll have that much more trouble doing the other thing tomorrow. Spoons make a very good metaphor for it. I may be temporarily able-bodied, but I'm not an abled person who exists in society without effort.<br /><br />(Sorry if I'm a bit incoherent. The depression's been stealing all my energy lately and I've only recently realized this stuff/admitted it to myself.)Leaperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16526904062433470160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8551212131198252240.post-65554994523804006932009-10-20T08:45:15.521+08:002009-10-20T08:45:15.521+08:00I habitually think of myself as able-bodied, but p...I habitually think of myself as able-bodied, but posting on that disgusting Scalzi blog thread made me realise that I'm not when it comes to those discussions - and that I really do have to count my spoons when I engage in that kind of thing. Because I suffer from hypertension and depression (both usually controlled by medication), and the impact of dealing with those men (fruitlessly, in the end) has left me depressed and anxious enough that I have to up my medication, and drained and helpless enough that I'm really hoping no work comes in to day because I'm physically incapable of it. I would be absolutely certain that my BP is through the roof, which certainly is not of minor concern. I'm going to have to spend the day resting to negate the harm this has done.<br /><br />How this affects me is that I resent very bitterly that I am limited in effectiveness by my illnesses, and yet I am judged for that lack of effectiveness. Yes, men, do mock me for not being the calm, little nice woman. Do attack me for not bearing *your* attacks like a good little soldier. Do pat yourselves on the back because you've 'learned' something from wasting so many women's time (even though you haven't) and do, absolutely, ignore the harm you've done.<br /><br />I can't even be coherent now, I'm so upset by all this. Sorry for inflicting it on you.Ann Somervillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18174848179481724352noreply@blogger.com