Non-Compliance

VJChronic Illnes, disability, ME/CFS, Thoughtsbody, Health, Myalgic Encephalomyelitis, talk, writing13 Comments

If I listen to my body, I will lose hope. I will lie down, and never get up again.

I am sticking to non-compliance, and hitching my hope to will. Mine and God’s.

…as soon as I can get out of this bed…

(On Wednesdays, I borrow from old writings – journals and blog posts. This writing is from a post, March, 2017. Pencil/ ink work my own)

13 thoughts on “Non-Compliance”

Eugenia says:

March 2, 2023 at 10:12 am

What a fabulous drawing! Never give up. 💖

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1. VJ says:
  
  March 3, 2023 at 7:33 am
  
  Thanks Eugi
  
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Lou Carreras says:

March 1, 2023 at 6:27 pm

VJ did you do the drawing? it’s fantastic!

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1. VJ says:
  
  March 1, 2023 at 7:49 pm
  
  I did the ink work. Thanks Lou!
  
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Wynne Leon says:

March 1, 2023 at 12:31 pm

“hitching my hope to will.” – Beautiful!

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1. VJ says:
  
  March 1, 2023 at 4:39 pm
  
  Thanks Wynne
  
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Hammad Rais says:

March 1, 2023 at 12:02 pm

Now, I need my bed 🙂

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1. VJ says:
  
  March 1, 2023 at 4:39 pm
  
  Lol.
  
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Maggie C says:

March 1, 2023 at 11:05 am

I love the ink drawing!

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1. VJ says:
  
  March 1, 2023 at 4:38 pm
  
  Thanks Maggie!
  
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Sadje says:

March 1, 2023 at 7:10 am

Keep up the good fight

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1. VJ says:
  
  March 1, 2023 at 10:34 am
  
  Thanks Sadje
  
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  1. Sadje says:
    
    March 1, 2023 at 10:42 am
    
    You’re welcome
    
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