Fight Vs Flight

24 Aug

I’ve tried to explain to my family and others, why at times I’m less bothered about certain things than I used to be. Look, to be honest – this has surprised even me on many occasions!

Fact is – at times, I just don’t care for or about some of the things I used to.

I’m still a ‘determined little shit’ as those close to me know, but my inclination to persevere with things that don’t matter, is far less.

The simplest way for me to reason this in my head is that old instinct of fight Vs flight. After not having that option when I was diagnosed (i.e. I had to fight), I now can make the choice. Every now and then, my choice is flight.

Just now I’m starting to feel tired from the work that had to be done. Perhaps in the past 15 months I’ve chewed up a bit of that power to fight.

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