It was terrifying. My career was finally starting to pick up. I've been doing some really interesting work. All of a sudden, I couldn't do it anymore because my brain stopped working. (But I could still write global corporate contracts. No idea how that happened.)
I literally looked into medically assisted suicide. For months. When I can't work anymore, and when I run out of funds, that would be an option. My friends have been living on disability and I didn't see a point in struggling to survive. Afterall, I'm pretty content with the work I've done and the impact I've left behind already.
I had a lot of support from my friends who've been through very similar disabilities and so I learned about pacing early. You kind of learn to live with it all eventually. The brainfog eventually lifted. I am terrified when it comes back for a visit. Is it here to stay? I don't know.
I read some studies that people who get paralyzed often feel this way for the first year, and then you find your groove and things are okay. BUT THAT'S WITH SUPPORT. Without support, you don't get rehab, or therapy. Without a diagnosis, you don't get supplementary income to help you survive this capitalist hellscape.
I was honestly about to give up until my family doctor accidentally got me into that long COVID care program. It was validation and care beyond Internet self-help. I can't stress how important this is.
🧵
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2025-03-16 03:24:36
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