Our breath, like our heartbeat, is the most reliable rhythm in our lives. When we become attuned to this constant rhythm, our breath can gradually teach us to come back to the original silence of the mind. -Donna Farhi

With each flare

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With each flare I get a little bit more humble. Right when I started to having more confidence about going out into public, my neck skin stiffened up and cracked and oozed. I would say the pain is 50% less though which is great; doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt but I’m not in tears at least. Maybe I’m just getting stronger too, let’s hope it’s a little bit of both.

I am more grateful for this healing process because each flare is less intense than the last in one way or another.

I learn something new with each flare, such as with this one I learned that leaving band aids on for longer than 12 hours is very bad. The skin underneath was very soft and delicate which isn’t good when it starts itching and I scrape off the top layer 😦 I couldn’t help it!

But with each flare I also learn to manage my stress that much better. And sometimes I manage stress with chocolate, so if I am already in a flare and having a crappy day I am not holding back from enjoying that almond milk chocolate pudding I hid in the back of the fridge from Gio. Lol.

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