I feel like absolute crap sometimes and I feel I can't cope (or know I can't cope) but I carry on with my brave face that must convince everyone close to me that I'm ok. Then I'm alone and here they come the dreaded tears! Tears of fear, sadness, loneliness, terror, hate, anger, hurt, LOVE!!! You name it there's a reason to cry and I cry because of them all not one at a time though everything at once and at the time I can't speak, I can't see, I can't stop dodgy noises coming out (lol) but after when all is gone I feel a little better for a while and I feel as though I can give advice again (maybe not good advice but my experiences may help)
We can't run away from this dreadful illness as it just catches us up again in the end! So let's just put it in a handbags or rucksack and carry it with us on our journeys and when we feel it falling out we can stop/slow down for a while and make space I out bags to slip it back down to the bottom again!
All the best for the new year to all! Be lucky xx