I especially identify with these. The things in my day that are a triumph are difficult to report to friends. I am all thrilled, but if I say “I managed to weed a small portion of my garden”, it is the sort of thing that can be viewed as talking about illness, which most people don’t like, myself included at times.
I have become more accepting with time, though, so I don’t have a problem with canceling appointments. I just don’t make them in the first place. I carefully meter out my activities so that I’ll still be able to function enough to do the basics. And no, the basics do not include things regular people consider a basic. My list is exceedingly short. Eat food. Feed pets. Water pets. Watering of plants is optional. Wear some clothing of some sort. Greet husband when he comes home. Go to Sunday mass. Consume all my pills. I could do more than this if I did not also insist upon helping at my parish and doing a little work. If I dropped those, I could have a longer list of basics. But I only feel human by keeping a few commitments. I don’t know what I’d do without them.
I come to CAF because it requires no commitment and works well for someone in my situation. I can do it while lying nearly flat on my back. It is better than tv. I’m amazed at how many people like me there are. I think that is because the internet works well for people like me. I lose track of my threads, though, because I often can’t keep up with them, so I just stop replying even though I owe someone a response. That’s my trouble. I like talking on threads that make me think, but often I can’t think, so I can’t reply. Then I just lose the train of what was going on with that thread.