TW – This post talks about mental health struggles surrounding chronic illness, which includes feelings of self-hate. Please click off this post if this is something not suitable for you at this time and check out one of my many other posts.
Here we are on part 2 of my mental health and chronic illness post. In the first post we covered the mental health issue surrounding other people which you can read here, so let us move on to the next point…
Mental health and chronic illness with regards to yourself
The next hurdle in the mental health battle of chronic illness is the opinion chronically ill people hold of themselves. When I first became ill, I hated myself. I hated myself for allowing my body to let me down, for being so weak and not being able to get on with things like everyone else around me could. All I could see was how much my life had changed, and how much I didn’t want it to. So, I pressed on and struggled, falling multiple times mentally in the process because I didn’t want this chronic illness life to my truth.
The thing is what people don’t understand with chronic illness is the notion that you are grieving. You are grieving for a life that can no longer be lived in the way you had hoped, you are essentially saying goodbye to a part of you that you can never get back – not if you want to stay as well as you possibly can anyway.
Grieving as a result of chronic illness varies from person to person, with some people never experiencing this process, but for me personally it was a process that took several years. Most of this time was spent in the denial, anger and bargaining stages – wow didn’t I spend a long time in denial! I couldn’t and wouldn’t accept this was going to be my life going forward. Instead I adopted the mentality that if I could push for answers and force myself to continue as normal (like a lot of health professionals suggest), I could push through the worst and find this miracle cure we are all seeking. This wasn’t the case and as a result I actually made myself worse.
Nevertheless, slowly but surely I found my way to acceptance and when I did the mental health relief I felt was immense. There was light at the end of the tunnel, even if indeed no cure. With acceptance I stopped the hate I felt about myself and recognised just how strong I was to be living with multiple chronic illnesses every day. With the subsidence of hate came the lifting of the blame. It wasn’t my fault the hand I had been dealt, but it was ok to feel sad, to have days where I cried and struggled, it didn’t make me weak – it just made me human.
Of course acceptance has it draws back, as with anything in life because with acceptance comes the fear you are giving up. To accept I am ill felt like I was saying I admit there is no miracle waiting for me, and for some this indicates that the fight is over, the flag has been waved. Even in my most recent times of acceptance I have felt this way, if I am not fighting for my health then what I am I fighting for? Chronic Illness has stolen so much from my life, my ability to work, have a family, a relationship, to socialise, to accept this does it mean I am waving goodbye to ever having those things?
I think not, instead I think I accept these things won’t be easy and that they will probably look very different to those around me with those things. I can still fight for my health, but through awareness and advocacy and trying to help others in the same boat.

Mental health and chronic illness with regards to uncertainties and missing out
The mental health impact of not being able to work, have an independent life, and live like anyone else my age is a very real worry, and although I have accepted I am ill it doesn’t actually stop the anxiety of missing out on life.
In life we are conditioned rightly or wrongly to believe our road to happiness is on one particular path. School, education, good job, partner, marriage, home, children – in some kind of order is something the majority of people aim for. Chronic illness makes all of these things difficult. Endless symptoms stop you from working (or at least working full time), this impacts your finances and therefore your ability to move out of your family home. It can also impact your ability to socialise and therefore meet new people putting the brakes on potential relationships and marriage and children. Of course, this is not the case for everyone and there is no clear cut way of living life – not everyone needs to be in a relationship to be a parent for example – but chronic illness is a hinderance to almost all scenarios rather than a help. Being chronically ill doesn’t magic away those natural desires for experiences in life, so how do you combat the anxiety of not having those things?
The truth is the anxiety doesn’t just disappear, it is about viewing it in a slightly different way. It is about making changes to those areas of life and experiencing them differently to how I had planned in order to compensate my physical illnesses, but to feel I am still achieving.
Mental health and chronic illness with regards to managing symptoms
The final hurdle I am going to tackle is the mental health effect of dealing with physical symptoms on a daily basis. Feeling ill most days if not all is draining. It takes it out of you each and every day and it can be hard to keep getting back up from another hit physically.
On top of this the majority of advice you are given is predominantly self-management of all physical symptoms in the form of pacing and diet to name a few, but how do you self-manage the mental health implications?
Nobody tells you the effect physical symptoms can bring psychologically, and how the relentlessness can be a tiring cycle of sleep, eat, be ill, repeat. We are left to our own devices, our own interpretations of what coping is. Nobody can predict how they will react, but I can assure you telling people to look on the bright side, or that things could be worse is probably not the answer.
In conclusion
With all these mental health challenges said and done, I can say on a personal level chronic illness has shown me I have a strength I never knew possible, but this didn’t happen overnight. It has made me more resilient, more understanding to the needs of others and has shaped me as a person. On my good days it makes me appreciate the smaller things in life because they matter so much more now. On my bad, maybe not so much, but I always try to think of tomorrow as a chance to try again.
I will probably always struggle with mental health in relation to chronic illness, but that’s ok – it’s hard not to. My hope is simply that the conversation is ignited more, and that there is an understanding of the mental struggles as well as the physical. That people know they are not alone in how they are feeling at times.
I hope this post wasn’t too long for anyone – and a massive thank you if you made it to the end. As always feel free to leave a comment, and if you fancy you can follow me to keep up to date with any new posts.
Sarah xx
