How I wish they were tears of joy, or tears of relief, but to be honest, I think letting out a good cry felt real good actually.
Here's a link to my very first post.
http://www.dryeyezone.com/talk/showt...sik&highlight=
I couldn't get out of bed this morning. I finally mustered up the strength and got up and sat on the couch. As I contemplated my day I began to well up with fear anger despair and much sadness. My wife came up to me as I put my arms around her. My emotions grew and I couldn't hold them in anymore. I let loose and I cried, screamed and sobbed until I exhausted myself and couldn't cry anymore. I have shared my symptoms, causes, treatments on many forums seeking the advice of doctors and other professionals, and the more I hear back the more dire the picture. I too wish there was a time machine or perhaps just a single redo button we all could have once in out life. I've been fighting for the last year to convince myself that I would get better, that I would heal, and return to a life that I could be happy with again. I saw a therapist and it turns out I'm going thru the 5 stages of grief (in case you're interested: http://psychcentral.com/lib/2006/the...oss-and-grief/) I'm apparently in phase 3. I feel that I should just accept things they way they are. No longer hoping no longer fighting. But while acceptance can bring closure or at least some level of resolve, I believe it to be some form of surrender. And surrendering means no longer fighting, and it seems that I should be fighting more now.
As the tears ran down my face my eyes got a strong sense of relief. They felt moist lubricated and ironically happy. It wasn't until perhaps an hour later that the relief subsided and I was back to experiencing discomfort and pain. A constant reminder that relief is short lived, at least for now. I'm not sure if there was a point to this post, other than to rant and vent. I've read every reply to every post someone has sent me. I have taken them all in and am thankful for such support. I wanted to let you all know that I am still fighting.
Patrick
Here's a link to my very first post.
http://www.dryeyezone.com/talk/showt...sik&highlight=
I couldn't get out of bed this morning. I finally mustered up the strength and got up and sat on the couch. As I contemplated my day I began to well up with fear anger despair and much sadness. My wife came up to me as I put my arms around her. My emotions grew and I couldn't hold them in anymore. I let loose and I cried, screamed and sobbed until I exhausted myself and couldn't cry anymore. I have shared my symptoms, causes, treatments on many forums seeking the advice of doctors and other professionals, and the more I hear back the more dire the picture. I too wish there was a time machine or perhaps just a single redo button we all could have once in out life. I've been fighting for the last year to convince myself that I would get better, that I would heal, and return to a life that I could be happy with again. I saw a therapist and it turns out I'm going thru the 5 stages of grief (in case you're interested: http://psychcentral.com/lib/2006/the...oss-and-grief/) I'm apparently in phase 3. I feel that I should just accept things they way they are. No longer hoping no longer fighting. But while acceptance can bring closure or at least some level of resolve, I believe it to be some form of surrender. And surrendering means no longer fighting, and it seems that I should be fighting more now.
As the tears ran down my face my eyes got a strong sense of relief. They felt moist lubricated and ironically happy. It wasn't until perhaps an hour later that the relief subsided and I was back to experiencing discomfort and pain. A constant reminder that relief is short lived, at least for now. I'm not sure if there was a point to this post, other than to rant and vent. I've read every reply to every post someone has sent me. I have taken them all in and am thankful for such support. I wanted to let you all know that I am still fighting.
Patrick
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