I miss you

I miss the person I used to be.
The one that could go out when she wanted, walk where she wanted. I miss the person that could be anyone and go anywhere.
Now I am restricted and I have to pace myself. I really hate that. Pacing myself. I’m 34 I don’t want to rest after taking a shower before I can get dressed.
I person I used to be.
The one that could clean the house in 2 hours and it be spotless. Now it takes me three bloody days.
I miss the person that could go anyway, drive anywhere and do anything. Now I have to plan and rest before hand.
I’m miss the Mummy I used to be, the hands on, let’s go everywhere and do this Mummy. The Mummy who could always play and had energy.
I miss the wife I used to be, the one who wanted to keep the house clean and tidy, provide a good home and cook and bake wonderful meals.
I miss the person I used to be.
The one that could walk and walk and walk, talk all day, cook all day and clean all day.
I miss the old me. The one who had more friends and a better social life. I miss the old me, the one who didn’t have FND and had the career I worked for….

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