I find it devastatingly rude when people decide to give someone with a chronic illness advice on something that they are never around to witness. I will not get into specifics, but I will say that one day I might implode from keeping shit inside. Just because I am not dealing with visible diseases does… Continue reading Explain Myself Again Or No?
First, Happy Memorial Day and thank you to all of those out there who have sacrificed their lives to protect our country. I think a lot gets lost in the meaning of what the day really is. Others see it as a day to barbecue and celebrate the kickoff to summer. I see it for… Continue reading Trying to Mask the Truth
Haven’t written in quite a while. I’ve been trying to figure out what exactly it is that I’m feeling lately. I have found myself going from feeling really depressed to bitter and angry. I look around and am envious of others and their fun-filled lives. At the rate I’ve been going lately, I am lucky… Continue reading I Don’t Think It Ever Really Gets Better
I promise you that I do not want to lead a “woe is me” kind of life. In fact, my therapist has even taken notice that I tend to put others needs and wants way before my own. I try to live my life selflessly and not continually talk about myself and every little bad… Continue reading Trying To Keep Afloat
It’s 12:30 A.M. right now. I should be sleeping, and I don’t know why I am still awake. It has been two days now that I have just had so many different things on my mind, bothering me and really just getting on my nerves. First and foremost, I just think it is so important for… Continue reading Lots On My Mind
I am so beat. It’s 7PM, and the last thing I remember is that it was around 3:30PM. I had been feeling so exhausted to a point where my eyelids felt like they had cement bricks on them. I have just felt really off for about two weeks now. My body is very confused and… Continue reading Today I Accomplished Nothing
So, I can’t really go into details, but I have a problem when my pain is diminished by others and blamed on mental illness. Why can’t society accept that MY PAIN is what has caused me to be DEPRESSED. My aching, never ending, deep body pain and the fact that I cannot do activities that… Continue reading Believe Me