Post by Gwen "sunnyand7777" Simmons on May 21, 2007 3:37:53 GMT -5
My name is Theresa
I live in a little house in the heart of America. I was born not 1
hour away from where I live today. I have never left the US boarder in
my 40 years. I am a mother and wife. I have been married for 13
years this year, and was a professional jeweler for 20 years. I worked out
of my own studio and stores came and went I did not depend on a walk in
customer ever! I was living a truly perfect life. Doing what I loved
and getting paid for it! No Set hours no one to bother me ...
I hand made replicas and estates for folks that wanted a copy of
grandma's broach or ring, when only one was to be had. Remade broken
pieces that were no longer in production, and fixing what others
wouldn't. I hade a 4 store booking, all the work I could ever want. I
painted portraits, did French Sewing in my spare time for my little one.
I became ill in 2000 and slowly over a month's time I lost
everything related to work and art. It was as if I lost my artistic soul, the
very thing that was, who I was. With in a month I was no longer the
same person. Empty, uncreative, no focus, no energy; no meds ever worked.
Then the financial pinch.
I could only muster enough energy to function as a Mom and offered
little as a wife. My beloved husband is still by my side, and I am
better, but not well.
I became a recluse hiding at home, shopping at 2-3am to avoid
anyone I knew. Sleeping with no rest, and sick without a cause. Feeling as
if I drank a 1/5 of jack the night before. I have not drank in 10
years, since my daughter was born partying stopped. This feeling I lived
with was like the worst hangover ever. The lesions and the fibers
merging started and my social life ended. I have not been to a family
function in 4 years, no Easter, no Christmas, dinner out...
For anyone who has become ill with this disease called Morgellons.
Isolation is the one thing that makes the pain and suffering
unbearable, this need not be. All of us can work to support one another on the
bad days. Must become aware that we must all be support for each other.
Open to hear others pain and suffering a ear or a shoulder to cry on.
I offer my support anytime to anyone. I have lived this for 7 hard
years and am better not worse. Still not working, sill hopeful, dedicated
to research when I can think... There is hope on the horizon; there are
answers and help on angels wings.
Hugs, Theresa
I live in a little house in the heart of America. I was born not 1
hour away from where I live today. I have never left the US boarder in
my 40 years. I am a mother and wife. I have been married for 13
years this year, and was a professional jeweler for 20 years. I worked out
of my own studio and stores came and went I did not depend on a walk in
customer ever! I was living a truly perfect life. Doing what I loved
and getting paid for it! No Set hours no one to bother me ...
I hand made replicas and estates for folks that wanted a copy of
grandma's broach or ring, when only one was to be had. Remade broken
pieces that were no longer in production, and fixing what others
wouldn't. I hade a 4 store booking, all the work I could ever want. I
painted portraits, did French Sewing in my spare time for my little one.
I became ill in 2000 and slowly over a month's time I lost
everything related to work and art. It was as if I lost my artistic soul, the
very thing that was, who I was. With in a month I was no longer the
same person. Empty, uncreative, no focus, no energy; no meds ever worked.
Then the financial pinch.
I could only muster enough energy to function as a Mom and offered
little as a wife. My beloved husband is still by my side, and I am
better, but not well.
I became a recluse hiding at home, shopping at 2-3am to avoid
anyone I knew. Sleeping with no rest, and sick without a cause. Feeling as
if I drank a 1/5 of jack the night before. I have not drank in 10
years, since my daughter was born partying stopped. This feeling I lived
with was like the worst hangover ever. The lesions and the fibers
merging started and my social life ended. I have not been to a family
function in 4 years, no Easter, no Christmas, dinner out...
For anyone who has become ill with this disease called Morgellons.
Isolation is the one thing that makes the pain and suffering
unbearable, this need not be. All of us can work to support one another on the
bad days. Must become aware that we must all be support for each other.
Open to hear others pain and suffering a ear or a shoulder to cry on.
I offer my support anytime to anyone. I have lived this for 7 hard
years and am better not worse. Still not working, sill hopeful, dedicated
to research when I can think... There is hope on the horizon; there are
answers and help on angels wings.
Hugs, Theresa