This is going to be a brief post for those wonderful people who follow this blog. I’m sure many of you follow me because you are clutching for information on the low fodmap diet (it is so complex and hard to come by). Others perhaps like to hear about new recipes. I apologise to you, because I have been quite lax on both accounts. This post is to share a little about why, not as an explanation or excuse, but to illustrate the real life experience of someone living with IBS, a family, and way too many commitments. And how depression crept its way back in.
To say that in 2015 I took on too much is a bit of an understatement. I suspected through most of the year that I was doing too much, but when someone else suggested it, I instantly went into the defensive – of course I could do it, no more than anyone else was doing, and that I would, somehow, find a way to do everything. Perfectly. Because that is how I like to roll. Needless to say, it didn’t go well. Something had to give.
I’m not always good a listening to my body. I keep pushing and pushing on, ignoring the tiredness and managing the IBS symptoms, many of which are also warning signs to slow down, manage my stress. I did try. At times.
I ended up back at my doctors at the end of November, after my kids kept asking why I was so sad all the time. They are so precious and keep me on track and focused on the important things (which actually isn’t work, study, or household chores). So, I am speaking with my doctor regularly, including prescription medication, looking after myself better, asking for support from friends and family more than before and being less hard on myself.
I like to think that my stress levels are lower, helped by a nice break over Christmas, and that my IBS is benefiting from all these things above. Of course, following a low fodmap diet fits with “looking after myself” as I am so aware of the impact symptoms have on how I feel emotionally and also how I cope with the everyday ups and downs of life.
I don’t intend to give up blogging, but for the time being it is taking a back seat while I focus on others things that are big in my life at the moment (like my little girl starting school, like starting a business with my husband, and this year finally finishing my counselling qualifications). It doesn’t have to be done perfectly and it doesn’t have to be done right now. I’ll get there.
Take care of yourself.