Kissa da Fighting Fish

I am continually reminded how very important is. A couple weeks ago I stopped talking to some of the people I lean on most. Not because I didn't care about them it was because I became too busy. This is where I went wrong. I forget when I get busy that I still need support as well. Support is like air for those of us who have been through traumatic diseases/situations like RSD/CRPS. The longer I wasn't near my support the more and more I became bitter and began to mope. I even went as far as to start assuming things about the very people who supported me the most. Moral of the story. Stick to getting support!