Healing Out Loud With Crysta

Date dayyyy 🥰🥰

Gotta make a trip to Louisville to pick up my meds, sooooo obviously we’re using it as an excuse to have ourselves a little Louisville date 😂💁‍♀️

One thing I absolutely LOVE about us… we never stopped dating each other just because we got married. Almost 20 years together and I still get excited for our little dates, even when they’re built around picking up prescriptions 😂❤️

Hope yall are taking advantage of this BEAUTIFUL Saturday 🥰☀️ What are yall getting into today?!
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My other twin 💁‍♀️💁‍♀️

Yall… I am OBSESSED 😍😭
I literally cannot stop looking at myself in the mirror 😂 I’m IN LOVE with this hair.
Going curly with no heat has seriously made my hair the healthiest it’s been in a longggg time… and this COLOR?! 😮‍💨🤎🍂
I am officially in my fall hair era and I’m feelin myself BAD 😂💁‍♀️
Now if Kentucky weather could get the damn memo because why does my hair say crisp fall morning while outside still says SATAN’S ASS CRACK?! 😭🔥😂
Either way… she’s cute. She’s fall. She’s PRETTY. And I’m obsessedddddd 😍🍂🤎

THANK YOU Kaylie Leslie for working your magic and making my vision come to life

Vera Bradley just came out with the best collab EVER…
I. NEEEEEEED. It!!!!!

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New. Mthrfkn. Nails 💅
Nails By Sophia absolutely ATE!
Feeling so put together & refreshed.
Big thank you to a special friend that blessed me with today’s nail appointment.
I am beyond thankful to have such an amazing support system of friends that listen, check on me, and surprise me on occasion.. so incredibly blessed.

We are feeling GOOD after today’s nail/therapy sesh.

Genuinely… f this.

F Ehlers Danlos…
F colonic dysmotility…
F the hernia…
F the appointments…
F being sick…
F the life these illnesses have stolen from me…

I'm so damn tired.

I'm tired of the pain… tired of everything this has taken from me… tired of the insecurities it's caused… tired of watching years of my life disappear to hospitals, surgeries, appointments, and recovery instead of making memories with my family and friends.

I'm just… so effing over it.

Anyone else consumed by the Lindsay Clancy case???
I’m no conspiracy theorist.. but there’s so much to unpack this past week that I can’t help believe.
I need to know your thoughts, theories, and opinions… comments are open

I think one of the hardest parts about being chronically ill is that people start thinking you've got it all figured out. Yall see me smiling... yall see Jake taking care of me... yall see me making jokes... and I think somewhere along the way people just assume I'm okay.
I'm not.
People tell me all the time that I'm strong. I know they mean it as a compliment... but I don't feel strong. I didn't choose this life. I don't get to opt out of the meds, the appointments, the surgeries, or any of it. I just wake up every day and do what has to be done because saying no isn't really an option.
I try not to crash out on here.
But I wish people understood that just because someone looks like they're handling it doesn't mean they are.
I think that's where people get it wrong. They assume the people who always seem okay don't need checked on. They assume if we needed help, we'd ask. They assume if we're smiling, we're fine.
The truth is... a lot of us live one inconvenience away from completely falling apart.
One canceled appointment. One unexpected bill. One phone call. One more symptom. One more thing on top of everything we're already carrying.
People see me surviving and call it strength…
They don't see how close to the edge survival actually feels. Check on your friends, the sick & the strong.

This Jake catching his typical doctor appointment zzz’s
P.s. thank you everyone for your support and love during my crashout

I need dermatologist recommendations!
Preferably not in Bardstown and a female.
TIA 🫶

my car broke down on the way to the dentist.. like died trying to turn it in the driveway after turning around because once the car died, the power steering did too. This is after having Jake come home at 6 this morning and not working because I was having presyncope issues with my pots. Am I the only one that lives life so close to the edge of a cliff that everything that happens that isn’t planned, it makes me want to jump? Both figuratively and literally? Being sick makes life so fu***ng hard and ANY little set back makes me so overwhelmed and also so done with life. Now I’m having to cancel appointments that I’ve waited 4 months for as well as appointments that I personally had scheduled while Jake is at work because 1. Jake needs all the hours he can work… and 2. I have no car. When does life get easy? Some days I wonder what I’m doing anyways, I live life appointment to appointment and pray the time between each appointments get easier.. but when does life stop raw do***ng you in the ass and you can breathe without fear of something happening or hurting. I’m over it.