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How To Live Your Values When The World Seems To Be Messing With You
Speaking from recent personal experience.
Sunday, I spent the day in bed.
All day, except for a shower and a few minutes staring into the fridge before returning to bed with tea and snacks.
This is not like me. It was a gorgeous early spring day, the kind that would usually have me out on a hike in the hills followed by catching up with my husband’s family for Easter lunch.
But three weeks ago, I injured my left knee in a skiing accident. After major surgery on 20 April, I have a recovery period of approximately eight months. I woke up Sunday with a headache and no motivation to rouse. So I didn’t.
The timing of my injury was interesting (“interesting” in this case meaning fucked):
my husband left for 3 months in Australia one week prior
our insurance changed last year meaning I will be liable for a sizable chunk of the cost
my visa is still a long way from being processed
I have been in this country for a year now and still feel like a misfit
Stripped of my usual coping strategies — beach walks, hikes in the canyons, skiing, surfing, a normal-looking yoga practice — as I lay…