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@jpj1952 I understand basing your life on a certain kind of hope-a hope that has absolutely no possibility of coming true, a hope that is totally illogical, a hope that denies the facts, a hope based on lies, and on and on has little or no benefit. But, denying a reasonable hope needed to deal with a challenging human condition is depriving the sufferer of the basic necessity needed for the healing a positive outlook can give. It is similar with "acceptance". Many believe that we must accept the things we can not change, but that is not true-for there are a multitude of things (like what many are enduring here) that are simply NOT ACCEPTABLE ! It eventually dawned on me that I had to accept that this is my life right now and the sooner I deal with it the better. I just don't accept that is that, there is no hope and roll over. What I am getting at is that how I perceive my condition can make me part of the problem or part of the solution (repeating myself once again). I can write from experience for many times I am still part of the problem and these affirmations hardly dent my comfort and ease with negativity. I'll keep trying though-what else can be done?-because giving up is not an option.

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@rockon79 For me giving up hope of my pain going away was the key to moving on and living my life. I had been spending all my energy searching for a solution to end my pain. All I could think about or talk about was my pain and doctors and meds and treatments, and my distress and upset.
Once I saw that clearly, I realized I didn't want to spend my life that way, or become a totally bitter person. The Acceptance and Commitment Therapy group I was in led me to think about what I cared about, what reasonable goals I could set, and to break it down into steps as tiny or large as I could manage. To my amazement 9 months later, with a lot of help, I had organized a show of my photography in town. That was pretty cool!
But there were plenty of days when my pain was all-consuming, and I know that could happen again. I try new treatments suggested by my pain team, and some have lightened my pain burden. The disability that goes with it continues, and that's become harder to accept than the pain.
Acceptance is an ongoing challenge. I still have pangs and grieve that I will never again walk my favorite beach or boogie-board. I also feel lucky for the times I did.