Recovery

So at the beginning go the holidays, so like December 2024, I fractured my tibia. That means I've been in a knee brace and crutches over Christmas, New Years and my birthday. Not to mention it's Summer here (Australia), my favourite season, so I also can't swim or go out with my friends much if at all. I've been trying not to spend the whole time feeling sorry for myself but it's hitting that 6 week mark and I can't take it anymore. I'm grateful that it's not worse than it is and I'm grateful that I'm lucky enough to be able to walk properly again one day when this is all healed. I know there are people that have it worse. But that doesn't make it feel any better. I've spent more time holed up in my room than I have in a long time and it's been reminding me why I get out of the house whenever I can. I'm so aware of my depression and anxiety in consumes me when I'm stuck at home. That being said, I can appreciate a good day of doing nothing. It's mostly just the memories I'm missing out on when my friends go out without me. At this point the worst thing is that I know I could go to some places with them if I really tried, but I just don't have it in me to try anymore. I'm having a particularly pessimistic period and everything just sucks right now. At least I'll have a newfound appreciation of movement and freedom when this is all over.