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The anxiety-intractable pain feedback mechanism is the worst,

You get anxiety, increases pain, which increases anxiety,

It makes trying to get, well, anything done that much more difficult
I don't tend to get writer's block,
I get ideas for writing fine,

it's more a problem of a pain block

If any of you have ideas on how to more easily overcome that difficulty I'd be happy to hear it #chronicpain #writing #WritingCommunity #writingtips #journalism
There was a certain scientist I respect that said the priority of pain care is to elevate function,

Which I think is good, but more often than not, pain severely impairs my ability to function & I'm not sure how you delineate the two sides of chronic pain
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Het is toch triest dat dit soort figuren, in dit geval een zogenaamde 'wetenschapsjournalist', er met weinig verhuld genoegen bovenop springen zodra het ook maar de schijn heeft dat iemand, in dit geval #MeatLoaf, aan COVID is overleden. Een soort 'lekker puh' voor 'volwassenen'.
Als je echter het artikel leest dan zie je dat het vooral om vermoedens gaat en uit verder niets blijkt dat #MeatLoaf daadwerkelijk aan COVID is overleden en ook geen zeer fervent tegenstanders van alle #coronamaatregelen was. Sterker nog, hij was van mening dat men medische
#mondkapjes diende te dragen in plaats van die papieren vodjes. Ook hekelde hij dat de #coronamaatregelen op den duur nog weinig van doen leken te hebben met het beschermen van de volksgezondheid maar een politieke aangelegenheid was geworden. Waar hij wel uitgesproken over was
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Goodbye, #MeatLoaf. My coming of age music is 80s; he wasn't on my radar until 'I Would Do Anything...', but my song was always 'Objects in the Rearview Mirror'. It took me decades to realise it was my parents' as well. #MeatLoafRIP

I sobbed the first 20 times I heard it; the catharsis was immense. Now I just cry quietly.

I know I still believe he'd never let me leave, I had to run away alone
So many threats and fears, so many wasted years
Before my life became my own

That hit. Hard.
For those who don't know the story, one night, my mother juxtaposed the words 'arranged' and 'marriage' and I moved out a few weeks later with 3 bin bags, leaving them a note on the fridge.

That was February. In December, I put my leg over an 8th floor balcony rail. It was hard.
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