I hate breakups…they’re the fucking worst..
Especially when you’re in love with that person. What am I supposed to do? I knew he was happier this way because he had things to focus on and I need to focus on my health issues (which held me back all throughout this relationship)..
Note to anyone suffering from chronic illness:
Not everyone fully understands your chronic illness.. My bf understood but it really felt like me not being able to EVER go out to meet his friends, etc. really really was inconvenient and I wanted so bad to do all those things. I really did. He also said I wasn’t able to commit 100% to the relationship. I disagree because I was in it emotionally 100%, my love for him is strong. But physically being there all the time would’ve been best. I just couldn’t do that physically. I’m bound to my bed..
It fucking hurts so much because what if this what if that.. WHAT IF I didn’t have a condition?! I could’ve done so many cool things with him.. So many fun dates..etc. Sometimes it isn’t fair..
But I guess this way I can focus only on getting my health back 100%..Trying to look at all the positives in this sad situation..Really hoping that me and him can still be on good terms. We were BEST FRIENDS. Always so goofy together…like the perfect couple..
1. The one that tops it is ’but you don’t look sick.’ 96% of chronic illness and disability is invisible. People expect sick people to look a certain way, and if they don’t, they do not believe the person is chronically ill.
“October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.”—J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (via frie-nds)
“One of the most amazing things that can happen is finding someone who sees everything you are and won’t let you be anything less. They see the potential of you. They see endless possibilities. And through their eyes, you start to see yourself the same way. As someone who matters. As someone who can make a difference in this world.”—Susane Colasanti (via psych-facts)
The problem with being sick when you’re young is that every doctor insists that you’re not sick and just have psychiatric problems. Like, bitch no. I would actually love to just be depressed just for the sake of knowing what’s wrong with me and having hope that therapy and medication might make me…
My dad finally has a name for what’s been causing his fatigue for over a year: Addison’s disease.
This is great news! I’m glad your dad got the diagnosis finally! I am currently trying to get that diagnosis or adrenal insufficiency. I mean they are both such horrible health issues that will never go away, but I just want answers. I’m so so weak and so so tired.
I’m not really sure how to start this off, but I suppose some improv never hurt. First of all I oughta explain what my blog is.
I am a recovery blog, but I cannot recover from what I have. This does not mean I cannot recover from the damage it has done and live a normal life, however. That is my goal. And I hope that I can provide a place for other Addison’s Disease patients to reach out to.