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THIS IS THE LAST ROUND EVERYONE!!

ROUND 2 – THE FINAL ROUND OF VOTING FOR THE CANADIAN

BLOG AWARDS FOR 2010 ARE NOW OPEN!!

AND I REALLY NEED YOUR HELP!!

YOU MAY VOTE ONCE PER DAY, EACH AND EVERY DAY UNTIL OCTOBER 26TH

FOR GRACEFUL AGONY

in EACH OF THE CATEGORIES I HAVE BEEN NOMINATED IN!!

(just click on the links below)

 

I NEED YOUR HELP!!

YES, YOU!!!!


Are you on Facebook??? Please ask all of your friends to vote!!

Are you a member of a health related forum or message board?  Please ask them to come visit this site and vote!!

Do YOU have your own Blog?

Have you participated in the Graceful Agony Blog Carnival???

Feel FREE to make a blog post and include all the info here (copy and paste it if you want!)

Do you have friends or family that have been touched by a chronic illness or chronic pain?

Take this time to tell them how much you care – and let them know that I am representing the whole ‘Chronic’ Community in this Competition!

Do you have an email or twitter account??  Please forward this post!!

Forward it as many times as you’d like , get your friends to repost it and so on and so on…  😉

If you don’t believe that your vote won’t make a difference, please think again!

This has been an amazing opportunity for me, and I am honored to be included with some amazing bloggers!


My wish when I started Graceful Agony was to spread the word, and increase awareness on Chronic Illness and Chronic Pain.  I wanted to be able to light another person’s path through a life that is often misunderstood.  I wanted to leave my footprint, make friendships, and be a part of an amazingly supportive online community…. and THAT is the biggest gift in what I do here.  I get all of those things and so much more every day.

The rest is icing on the cake.

PLEASE GET VOTING, AND JOIN THE CAMPAIGN!!

SPREAD THE WORD!!!

VOTE!!!!

PLEASE!!

Thank you to everyone that has given me such amazing support and encouragement through this process.  Graceful Agony wouldn’t be a part of the world-wide web if it wasn’t for you.

You keep me inspired,

keep me coming back,

and keep me loving what I do…

In spite of Pain.

XOXOXOXO

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“I am so cold” I remember saying, as I followed my Mom into her bedroom….. My teeth were chattering in the middle of July.  I was chilled to the bone and uncomfortably so, yet I needed to strip the navy blue suit off me.  The gold piping along my pockets seemed too garish for such an occasion.  “Take it off” my Mom said “I will give you something to put on”.  She handed me an old sweatshirt and sweatpants and I put them on and climbed onto my parent’s bed, covering up with a blanket… I didn’t think that icy feeling would ever go away…..

We had just come from my Brother’s funeral.

And I was empty.

My brother was gone.

And so was I, or at least it felt that way.

Dave passed away two weeks after my 25th birthday, and I was ill-prepared for such an all-encompassing sadness.  I remember running on auto-pilot the first few days after his death, but as the funeral came to an end, and life around me just went on… I lost my place in this world.  Life indeed went on without me.  My friends still went to work, and still went for drinks on a Friday night…. My Boss still expected that I come into work each day…. There were still bills to pay, food to cook, toilets to clean…. and I still had a wedding to attend… MY WEDDING… but I couldn’t do any of it.  I couldn’t even form a solid thought in my head… all I felt was EMPTY.

That day turned into 3, and I hadn’t yet taken off those sweatpants….  I cried all night long, and my days were filled with anything that would numb me out – I started watching soap operas… LOTS of soap operas…. and I began to knit LONG swatches of fabric, only to rip them out violently and start all over again.  Food meant nothing to me, having my hair done meant nothing to me…. time meant nothing to me….  I initially crawled into the rabbit’s hole to protect myself, but I kept creeping further into darkness until I couldn’t find my way out.

I pulled myself together long enough to walk down the aisle… I looked very put together that day – smiling, hugging, playing the quintessential hostess, but inside was a different matter entirely.

I pulled myself together long enough to go on my honeymoon, and come home with stories to tell…. and then I promptly fell apart.

I never went back to work.

My thoughts were no longer my own.

The darkness went from old friend to evil foe….

I admitted that I was on a runaway train headed for nowhere…

I admitted that I was powerless to my depression

I spent the next 8 months getting help.

I always looked back on that time as the most life-changing period of my life.  As time went on, and both medication and therapy helped me grieve over the loss of my brother, I began to find myself again.  It was hard for me to accept that the ME I was had been forever changed, but I learned to like the new ‘me’.  I eventually climbed out of that  hole, and into the land of the living again…  but part of me lived in fear that the darkness would eventually come back…

and it did…. 6 years later,

When I became ill.

Once you have been depressed, you never forget the feeling.  But it has a way of slowly sneaking up on you and ever so lightly putting its arm around you like a long-lost friend.  The isolation can be inviting when you are overwhelmed with life – the empty room lures you in, and then LOCKS you in…. It makes you thinks that the choice is yours, that you can come and go as you please…. and then it binds and gags you and renders you helpless. IT decides how long it will stay…

When depression first hit, I let it control my every breath… when it hit the second time I wasn’t that willing to hand over my life… I fought hard….

and it was ugly,

and it was vicious,

and it was all I could do to keep waking up each morning and fighting all over again…. but I did it.

And I keep doing it…just  because chronic pain and depression are friends with one another doesn’t mean they are friends of mine.

My pain would like me to end the fight.  My pain would like me to surrender.  My pain would like me to jump back into the rabbit’s hole…. but I won’t give it that kind of satisfaction.

Although I cannot control those feelings from entering my life, I DO have a say in how long they stay.

Pain has taken away a lot…. but I won’t let it take away my happiness.

You know what they say….

Living well is the best revenge…

and it is the way I choose to attack the darkness.

I am human, and still get depressed from time to time, but I know now that I don’t have to let it control my life.

Depression is a chronic illness, but it doesn’t have to be a terminal illness.

There will always be darkness, but it is up to me to let in the light.

I have been house-bound for the last 10 years, but I no longer watch soap operas… I have more useful things to do with my life…

And just so you know, I have thrown away those sweatpants my Mom gave me years ago…

I don’t need them anymore.

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Okay Everyone!!!! It is time to announce the Second Round of the Graceful Agony Blog Carnival!!  Are YOU going to participate????

This Round’s topic is something I think everyone can relate to – it is a very real thing that some many of us who deal with Chronic Illness deal with… It is Depression.

The Topic for this round is “WHO TURNED OFF THE LIGHTS? – When depression hits”.  You may include personal stories of when you have had to deal with depression, if a partner/spouse/family member has been depressed due to your illness, share your strength and hope, words of encouragement… You can even make a wordless blog post and tell a story through pictures and songs if you like… be creative!!  How have you conquered that big ‘black hole’ in the past… What do you do when depression rears its ugly head again?  By sharing our own personal experiences we have the power to support and encourage one another!

Round 2 will go ‘live’ on Sunday, September 19th, and you must have the link of your post and pertinent info emailed to me by Wednesday, September 15 at Midnight… (gracefulagony@gmail.com)

PLEASE TRY TO BE ON TIME!! 🙂

Once the Blog Carnival is Published on Graceful Agony and you have read through all of the posts, please write a blog post on YOUR blog sharing your experience and a link back to the Carnival so that YOUR readers can follow along as well.

NOTE:  WE HAVE HAD A BEAUTIFUL BADGE DESIGNED SPECIFICALLY FOR THE GRACEFUL AGONY BLOG CARNIVAL WHICH I WILL INCLUDE IN MY POST ON SEPTEMBER 18TH.  PLEASE FIND A HOME FOR IT ON YOUR BLOG 🙂

The first round was SO successful!!! Thanks again to everyone who participated!! I hope Round 2 will be JUST as successful!

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