I Have Changed My Name To Leah Basket-case Tyler

In the interest of full disclosure I am having a meltdown! This must be my 4th or 5th attempt starting a post today and nothing seems meaningful or purposeful enough to warrant 3 whole paragraphs. Hell, I get 2 lines down and get up to sob and pace because I am so frustrated! I started blogging from my heart last spring and opened it up for others to read in August. I was so impressed by the fact that 2 strokes did not kill me or render me severely disabled and felt a strong calling to expose my heart, soul and experiences to other Fibromyalgia patients. And then wham, bam, thank you mam, 5 months later I am heading this huge crusade that is going to march global Fibromyalgia Awareness into existence? And here I sit today wondering HOW IN THE HELL AM I GOING TO DO THAT?

I can write, I can feel, I can manage my Fibro and sit around all day thinking of me me me. I can do yoga and walk Yorkie & Porkie and cook dinner every night, but this has gone far beyond that. We are garnering too much attention to let it slip past, but I just don't have the whatever it takes to do it all myself. Oh yeah, health! I sit here, anxiety off the charts, panic gripping my heart whenever I think of it. Knowing I have to figure out a way make this work with no clue how, and complete faith it will happen.

Thanks for joining,
Leah

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