Tim Siraziev
@timsiraziev.bsky.social
Rumours travel fast. Stories travel further. ☝️ People person.
Into care, health, safety — and how we talk about all that.
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Into care, health, safety — and how we talk about all that.
🔗 timursiraziev.com
Every crack in my body used to feel like a crisis.
Now it’s just a concert.
Featuring: me, my joints, and a very enthusiastic sound system.
#timursiraziev
Now it’s just a concert.
Featuring: me, my joints, and a very enthusiastic sound system.
#timursiraziev
May 11, 2025 at 3:13 PM
Every crack in my body used to feel like a crisis.
Now it’s just a concert.
Featuring: me, my joints, and a very enthusiastic sound system.
#timursiraziev
Now it’s just a concert.
Featuring: me, my joints, and a very enthusiastic sound system.
#timursiraziev
I became a Support Worker to help others.
But in the end, they helped me see what matters.
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But in the end, they helped me see what matters.
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#supportworker #britishredcross #carework #gratitudebutmakeitbritish… | Timur Siraziev
Support work ruined my perspective on life.
Before I joined British Red Cross, I thought “gratitude” was something you scribble in a mindfulness journal and forget by lunch.
Now? I’ve watched people...
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May 11, 2025 at 9:14 AM
I became a Support Worker to help others.
But in the end, they helped me see what matters.
www.linkedin.com/posts/timurs...
But in the end, they helped me see what matters.
www.linkedin.com/posts/timurs...
Went for a slow walk today.
At first — pain.
Halfway — breath, softness, quiet relief.
Sometimes, your body just needs you to show up.
#SmallVictories #ChronicPainLife
At first — pain.
Halfway — breath, softness, quiet relief.
Sometimes, your body just needs you to show up.
#SmallVictories #ChronicPainLife
May 2, 2025 at 1:04 PM
Went for a slow walk today.
At first — pain.
Halfway — breath, softness, quiet relief.
Sometimes, your body just needs you to show up.
#SmallVictories #ChronicPainLife
At first — pain.
Halfway — breath, softness, quiet relief.
Sometimes, your body just needs you to show up.
#SmallVictories #ChronicPainLife
Waking up like a hundred-year-old:
dull back pain, creaky joints, bargaining with gravity.
Breathing too deep feels risky.
Life tip: move like you’re made of glass.
#TiredButTrying #ChronicPainLife
dull back pain, creaky joints, bargaining with gravity.
Breathing too deep feels risky.
Life tip: move like you’re made of glass.
#TiredButTrying #ChronicPainLife
April 30, 2025 at 6:49 AM
Waking up like a hundred-year-old:
dull back pain, creaky joints, bargaining with gravity.
Breathing too deep feels risky.
Life tip: move like you’re made of glass.
#TiredButTrying #ChronicPainLife
dull back pain, creaky joints, bargaining with gravity.
Breathing too deep feels risky.
Life tip: move like you’re made of glass.
#TiredButTrying #ChronicPainLife
Woke up pain-free today.
No heaviness, no noise in the bones.
Just breathing, smiling, being.
Feels like a private holiday no one else knows about.
#SmallVictories #ChronicPainLife
No heaviness, no noise in the bones.
Just breathing, smiling, being.
Feels like a private holiday no one else knows about.
#SmallVictories #ChronicPainLife
April 27, 2025 at 8:58 AM
Woke up pain-free today.
No heaviness, no noise in the bones.
Just breathing, smiling, being.
Feels like a private holiday no one else knows about.
#SmallVictories #ChronicPainLife
No heaviness, no noise in the bones.
Just breathing, smiling, being.
Feels like a private holiday no one else knows about.
#SmallVictories #ChronicPainLife
Used to walk 20 km for fun. Now 300 meters and my back wants to sue.
Funny how life quietly rewrites itself while you’re busy pretending it’s fine.
#ChronicPainLife #SmallVictories #LivingWithPain #RealLifeStories #TiredButTrying #timursiraziev
Funny how life quietly rewrites itself while you’re busy pretending it’s fine.
#ChronicPainLife #SmallVictories #LivingWithPain #RealLifeStories #TiredButTrying #timursiraziev
April 26, 2025 at 7:43 AM
Used to walk 20 km for fun. Now 300 meters and my back wants to sue.
Funny how life quietly rewrites itself while you’re busy pretending it’s fine.
#ChronicPainLife #SmallVictories #LivingWithPain #RealLifeStories #TiredButTrying #timursiraziev
Funny how life quietly rewrites itself while you’re busy pretending it’s fine.
#ChronicPainLife #SmallVictories #LivingWithPain #RealLifeStories #TiredButTrying #timursiraziev
Tried acupuncture, magnets, monks, lasers. Pain said “aww.”
I’m not asking for advice. I’m documenting the sitcom.
#ChronicPainLife #BritishHumour #LivingWithPain #TiredButTrying #RealLifeStories
I’m not asking for advice. I’m documenting the sitcom.
#ChronicPainLife #BritishHumour #LivingWithPain #TiredButTrying #RealLifeStories
April 25, 2025 at 10:51 AM
Tried acupuncture, magnets, monks, lasers. Pain said “aww.”
I’m not asking for advice. I’m documenting the sitcom.
#ChronicPainLife #BritishHumour #LivingWithPain #TiredButTrying #RealLifeStories
I’m not asking for advice. I’m documenting the sitcom.
#ChronicPainLife #BritishHumour #LivingWithPain #TiredButTrying #RealLifeStories
Everyone said stretching and hanging would fix my back.
I tried both.
Now I know what it feels like to be an abandoned jacket.
Zero healing, 10/10 sarcasm.
#timursiraziev
I tried both.
Now I know what it feels like to be an abandoned jacket.
Zero healing, 10/10 sarcasm.
#timursiraziev
April 24, 2025 at 8:58 AM
Everyone said stretching and hanging would fix my back.
I tried both.
Now I know what it feels like to be an abandoned jacket.
Zero healing, 10/10 sarcasm.
#timursiraziev
I tried both.
Now I know what it feels like to be an abandoned jacket.
Zero healing, 10/10 sarcasm.
#timursiraziev
Pain isn’t a sharp moment anymore.
It’s just this quiet, stubborn companion walking next to me.
Not fighting, not teaching. Just... there.
Tired, but still moving.
#timursiraziev
It’s just this quiet, stubborn companion walking next to me.
Not fighting, not teaching. Just... there.
Tired, but still moving.
#timursiraziev
April 22, 2025 at 7:45 AM
Pain isn’t a sharp moment anymore.
It’s just this quiet, stubborn companion walking next to me.
Not fighting, not teaching. Just... there.
Tired, but still moving.
#timursiraziev
It’s just this quiet, stubborn companion walking next to me.
Not fighting, not teaching. Just... there.
Tired, but still moving.
#timursiraziev
I tried every exercise.
But you won’t believe what actually helped: a few clumsy hip and back moves, found between panic and bad advice.
Not perfect.
Just real.
And it worked.
#timursiraziev #cronicpain #backpain
But you won’t believe what actually helped: a few clumsy hip and back moves, found between panic and bad advice.
Not perfect.
Just real.
And it worked.
#timursiraziev #cronicpain #backpain
April 21, 2025 at 8:24 AM
I tried every exercise.
But you won’t believe what actually helped: a few clumsy hip and back moves, found between panic and bad advice.
Not perfect.
Just real.
And it worked.
#timursiraziev #cronicpain #backpain
But you won’t believe what actually helped: a few clumsy hip and back moves, found between panic and bad advice.
Not perfect.
Just real.
And it worked.
#timursiraziev #cronicpain #backpain
Good morning = my back hurts slightly less than usual. At this point, I take it as a win. 🫖
#ChronicPainLife #BritishHumour #LivingWithPain #EverydayResilience #TimurSiraziev
#ChronicPainLife #BritishHumour #LivingWithPain #EverydayResilience #TimurSiraziev
April 20, 2025 at 4:28 PM
Good morning = my back hurts slightly less than usual. At this point, I take it as a win. 🫖
#ChronicPainLife #BritishHumour #LivingWithPain #EverydayResilience #TimurSiraziev
#ChronicPainLife #BritishHumour #LivingWithPain #EverydayResilience #TimurSiraziev
We’re creating robots that look like humans.
Meanwhile, 10–30% of humans live with chronic pain
and no idea why.
Science is wild. #timursiraziev
Science is wild. #timursiraziev
April 17, 2025 at 7:19 AM
We’re creating robots that look like humans.
Meanwhile, 10–30% of humans live with chronic pain
and no idea why.
Science is wild. #timursiraziev
Science is wild. #timursiraziev
My biggest mistake?
Thinking pain was just a glitch in the routine.
Spoiler: it wasn’t. #timursiraziev
April 16, 2025 at 6:48 AM
My biggest mistake?
Thinking pain was just a glitch in the routine.
Spoiler: it wasn’t. #timursiraziev
I kept training through the pain.
HIIT, pull-ups, gym — the whole "strong mindset" package.
At night? Pills and regret.
Now I know I did it all wrong. Shame time only moves forward.
#timursiraziev
Now I know I did it all wrong. Shame time only moves forward.
#timursiraziev
April 14, 2025 at 12:00 PM
I kept training through the pain.
HIIT, pull-ups, gym — the whole "strong mindset" package.
At night? Pills and regret.
Now I know I did it all wrong. Shame time only moves forward.
#timursiraziev
Now I know I did it all wrong. Shame time only moves forward.
#timursiraziev
I kept a pain journal.
Looking for patterns, logic, insight.
What did I find? Pain. Sometimes less. Sometimes more. No clear reason.
Except maybe rain.
I’ve become that guy who feels the weather in his spine.
#paintracking #sadscience #chronicsymptoms
#timursiraziev
What did I find? Pain. Sometimes less. Sometimes more. No clear reason.
Except maybe rain.
I’ve become that guy who feels the weather in his spine.
#paintracking #sadscience #chronicsymptoms
#timursiraziev
April 13, 2025 at 9:44 AM
I kept a pain journal.
Looking for patterns, logic, insight.
What did I find? Pain. Sometimes less. Sometimes more. No clear reason.
Except maybe rain.
I’ve become that guy who feels the weather in his spine.
#paintracking #sadscience #chronicsymptoms
#timursiraziev
What did I find? Pain. Sometimes less. Sometimes more. No clear reason.
Except maybe rain.
I’ve become that guy who feels the weather in his spine.
#paintracking #sadscience #chronicsymptoms
#timursiraziev
“Coccygodynia” — fancy word for “your tailbone hurts and we don’t know why.”
No cause. No cure. No clue.
Honestly? I'd feel better if they blamed the weather or said Mercury was in retrograde.
#painwithapanache #chronicmystery #sarcastichealth
No cause. No cure. No clue.
Honestly? I'd feel better if they blamed the weather or said Mercury was in retrograde.
#painwithapanache #chronicmystery #sarcastichealth
April 12, 2025 at 9:54 AM
“Coccygodynia” — fancy word for “your tailbone hurts and we don’t know why.”
No cause. No cure. No clue.
Honestly? I'd feel better if they blamed the weather or said Mercury was in retrograde.
#painwithapanache #chronicmystery #sarcastichealth
No cause. No cure. No clue.
Honestly? I'd feel better if they blamed the weather or said Mercury was in retrograde.
#painwithapanache #chronicmystery #sarcastichealth
April 12, 2025 at 7:56 AM
I did the rounds.
Doctors, MRI, X-rays, osteoporosis scan — the full tour.
Result? Inflammation near the coccyx. No cause. No cure. Just vibes and printed reports.
Modern medicine: a beautiful shrug in PDF form.
#medicalmystery #darkhumour #coccyxchronicles
Result? Inflammation near the coccyx. No cause. No cure. Just vibes and printed reports.
Modern medicine: a beautiful shrug in PDF form.
#medicalmystery #darkhumour #coccyxchronicles
April 11, 2025 at 7:09 AM
I did the rounds.
Doctors, MRI, X-rays, osteoporosis scan — the full tour.
Result? Inflammation near the coccyx. No cause. No cure. Just vibes and printed reports.
Modern medicine: a beautiful shrug in PDF form.
#medicalmystery #darkhumour #coccyxchronicles
Result? Inflammation near the coccyx. No cause. No cure. Just vibes and printed reports.
Modern medicine: a beautiful shrug in PDF form.
#medicalmystery #darkhumour #coccyxchronicles
Then the back got involved.
Lower back. Random pain.
Stabs. Aches. Whispers.
Manageable, yes. But sometimes I want to scream — not from pain, but from the not knowing what to do.
It’s not drama. It’s tiredness.
#backpain #sarcastictruth #chronicconfusion
Manageable, yes. But sometimes I want to scream — not from pain, but from the not knowing what to do.
It’s not drama. It’s tiredness.
#backpain #sarcastictruth #chronicconfusion
April 10, 2025 at 1:26 PM
Then the back got involved.
Lower back. Random pain.
Stabs. Aches. Whispers.
Manageable, yes. But sometimes I want to scream — not from pain, but from the not knowing what to do.
It’s not drama. It’s tiredness.
#backpain #sarcastictruth #chronicconfusion
Manageable, yes. But sometimes I want to scream — not from pain, but from the not knowing what to do.
It’s not drama. It’s tiredness.
#backpain #sarcastictruth #chronicconfusion
He was healthy. No symptoms.
PSA test said cancer.
Now he lives with fear, side effects, a new identity.
Only 1 life saved per 1,000 tested.
That’s the hidden cost of early detection.
#MensHealth #ProstateCancer #PSAtest #HealthEthics
#CancerAwareness
PSA test said cancer.
Now he lives with fear, side effects, a new identity.
Only 1 life saved per 1,000 tested.
That’s the hidden cost of early detection.
#MensHealth #ProstateCancer #PSAtest #HealthEthics
#CancerAwareness
April 10, 2025 at 7:30 AM
He was healthy. No symptoms.
PSA test said cancer.
Now he lives with fear, side effects, a new identity.
Only 1 life saved per 1,000 tested.
That’s the hidden cost of early detection.
#MensHealth #ProstateCancer #PSAtest #HealthEthics
#CancerAwareness
PSA test said cancer.
Now he lives with fear, side effects, a new identity.
Only 1 life saved per 1,000 tested.
That’s the hidden cost of early detection.
#MensHealth #ProstateCancer #PSAtest #HealthEthics
#CancerAwareness
I can’t sit normally.
Can’t lie down without plotting angles like a NASA engineer. Sometimes the pain shoots down my legs, just for fun. It’s like my nervous system is trying improv comedy. Spoiler: it’s not funny. It’s annoying.
Exhausting. Undignified.
But here we are. Still upright.
But here we are. Still upright.
April 9, 2025 at 8:32 PM
I can’t sit normally.
Can’t lie down without plotting angles like a NASA engineer. Sometimes the pain shoots down my legs, just for fun. It’s like my nervous system is trying improv comedy. Spoiler: it’s not funny. It’s annoying.
Exhausting. Undignified.
But here we are. Still upright.
But here we are. Still upright.
My coccyx hurts.
Yes, that one.
Sitting is a strategy. Lying down is geometry. Sometimes pain zaps my legs for no reason. Like a drunk electrician.
It’s ridiculous. It’s exhausting. And yet, here I am. Posting.
#coccyxpain #darkhumour #chronicproblems
Sitting is a strategy. Lying down is geometry. Sometimes pain zaps my legs for no reason. Like a drunk electrician.
It’s ridiculous. It’s exhausting. And yet, here I am. Posting.
#coccyxpain #darkhumour #chronicproblems
April 9, 2025 at 6:49 AM
My coccyx hurts.
Yes, that one.
Sitting is a strategy. Lying down is geometry. Sometimes pain zaps my legs for no reason. Like a drunk electrician.
It’s ridiculous. It’s exhausting. And yet, here I am. Posting.
#coccyxpain #darkhumour #chronicproblems
Sitting is a strategy. Lying down is geometry. Sometimes pain zaps my legs for no reason. Like a drunk electrician.
It’s ridiculous. It’s exhausting. And yet, here I am. Posting.
#coccyxpain #darkhumour #chronicproblems
I trained like a lunatic during lockdown.
2-3 hours a day. No breaks.
My rest day was theoretical.
I thought I was building strength. Turns out I was digging my own grave — with dumbbells.
And my reward? Pain. Premium, long-lasting.
#burnout #darkhumour #gymtrauma #timursiraziev
I thought I was building strength. Turns out I was digging my own grave — with dumbbells.
And my reward? Pain. Premium, long-lasting.
#burnout #darkhumour #gymtrauma #timursiraziev
April 8, 2025 at 6:55 AM
I trained like a lunatic during lockdown.
2-3 hours a day. No breaks.
My rest day was theoretical.
I thought I was building strength. Turns out I was digging my own grave — with dumbbells.
And my reward? Pain. Premium, long-lasting.
#burnout #darkhumour #gymtrauma #timursiraziev
I thought I was building strength. Turns out I was digging my own grave — with dumbbells.
And my reward? Pain. Premium, long-lasting.
#burnout #darkhumour #gymtrauma #timursiraziev
The pain didn’t knock. It just moved in.
Jan 1st, 2022. Hotel room. Woke up mid-night. Alone. Something shifted.
Not thunder. Just a glitch in the code. Since then — every day, it’s here.
Rent-free.
At least I got a good date for the memoir. #darkhumour #chronicpain
Jan 1st, 2022. Hotel room. Woke up mid-night. Alone. Something shifted.
Not thunder. Just a glitch in the code. Since then — every day, it’s here.
Rent-free.
At least I got a good date for the memoir. #darkhumour #chronicpain
April 7, 2025 at 7:26 AM
The pain didn’t knock. It just moved in.
Jan 1st, 2022. Hotel room. Woke up mid-night. Alone. Something shifted.
Not thunder. Just a glitch in the code. Since then — every day, it’s here.
Rent-free.
At least I got a good date for the memoir. #darkhumour #chronicpain
Jan 1st, 2022. Hotel room. Woke up mid-night. Alone. Something shifted.
Not thunder. Just a glitch in the code. Since then — every day, it’s here.
Rent-free.
At least I got a good date for the memoir. #darkhumour #chronicpain
Let’s talk about pain.
Not emotional pain — the physical, boring, constant kind.
It showed up. Stayed. I tried to heal. Fix. Reason with it.
Now I just live with it. Like a bad roommate who doesn’t pay rent.
Acceptance? Working on it.
#chronicpain #darkhumour #sarcastictruth
It showed up. Stayed. I tried to heal. Fix. Reason with it.
Now I just live with it. Like a bad roommate who doesn’t pay rent.
Acceptance? Working on it.
#chronicpain #darkhumour #sarcastictruth
April 6, 2025 at 8:18 PM
Let’s talk about pain.
Not emotional pain — the physical, boring, constant kind.
It showed up. Stayed. I tried to heal. Fix. Reason with it.
Now I just live with it. Like a bad roommate who doesn’t pay rent.
Acceptance? Working on it.
#chronicpain #darkhumour #sarcastictruth
It showed up. Stayed. I tried to heal. Fix. Reason with it.
Now I just live with it. Like a bad roommate who doesn’t pay rent.
Acceptance? Working on it.
#chronicpain #darkhumour #sarcastictruth