Today, I Rest (My PsA Said I Must)

I am a strong, independent woman.

Even when I cannot get out of bed because my psoriatic arthritis is flaring, everything hurts and I cannot stand on my feet.

I am a strong, independent woman.

I am so accustomed to doing everything myself, but today, my psoriatic arthritis is calling the shots, and it said "not today."

I am a strong, independent woman.

And today I will take my superhero cape off and rest.

Recognizing the hard days with psoriatic arthritis

Despite being such a strong, independent woman my psoriatic arthritis has got me feeling very vulnerable at the moment. I love to put a positive spin on most things in life. I believe that things work out the way they are meant at that sometimes there just is not a silver lining.

Sometimes things just suck and today is one of those days. Living with chronic illness sucks; living with psoriatic arthritis specifically sucks. Being aware of toxic positivity has made this morning acceptable to me.

I have so often tried to vent about my psoriatic arthritis, and whomever I am talking with is just trying to make me see the positive in it. And while I understand and appreciate the gesture, some days there is simply no silver lining. Things just suck.

Starting the day with chronic pain

Today is one of those days. I woke up this morning with a song in my heart, ready to tackle my day and the list of work things awaiting me. Waking up slowly with a stretch to assess where my pain levels are, as mornings are hard for me. The pain levels were there, but you know, when are they not? I stretched my body out slowly and realized today was not going to be an easy day.

Then I put my feet on the floor, and Lord, how I wish I hadn't. The pain shot through my feet, into my legs, as if every single part of my body was a pathway for my pain to race down.

A moment of emotional release

I sat back down on the edge of my bed, and I wept. I did not sniffle or cry, I wept, for every moment I had not in the last few months. Years even.

For all the moments of sheer frustration, dropping things, forgetting things, and being in immeasurable pain. Needing to cancel plans at the last minute and sometimes simply not make plans, for feeling like a failure even when I know it is unreasonable.

Today, I wept because I cannot understand why I have to live this life with this pain. Today, I am still a strong, independent woman, but I am exhausted and would love a soft landing for a little while.

Rest and support on difficult days

I would love to say that I felt better, got up, and did all the things, and it was just alright in the end. But the truth is that it wasn't, as I am writing you from my bed. Today, I have hung up my cape, and I am resting and reflecting on how I am feeling.

A friend will be dropping off a meal and filling my pain med script; she will come and make me tea and just allow me to be in my space and vulnerable while she holds space for me and helps where she can.

So today we rest.

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