Me: *does a thing*
People: “Are you REALLY that sick?”
Me: *is too sick to do something
People: “you can’t be letting your illness hold you back like that”
Me: Toast seems like a safe meal. I’ll put in some toast.
Me: *Puts in bread*
Me: *Stands next to the toaster for a solid two minutes*
Me: What am I doing here?
me in 2016: 2017 will be the year of healing and pain relief
me: *wakes up on January 1st, 2017 still with intense pain and symptoms*
me in 2017: 2018 will be the year of healing and
I ate a bite of kale the other day but— I’m still not cured??? Have I? Been?? Lied to??? chronicallyrebellious
where your both too tired to do things but not tired enough to take a nap. so you just lay in bed. frustrated.
when ur chronic illness isn’t flaring up
Me: *gets in pool*
Me: OOOoooOOO so much movement
Me: so little pain!
Me: such independence!
Me: *gets out of pool*
Me: *is in pain*
When people ask me what I do for a living
me: yeah i have a chronic illness, so there isnt really any way to cure my-
someone: okay but
someone: have u ever
me: fuck no dont do it
me: dont say the thing dont you fuckin dare
me: …fuck, fuck, why? why did you do it
Trying to do basic tasks with fibro fog
When your dog comes to sit beside you in the bathroom for moral support
Me: *ten minutes later* I’m really nauseous. Don’t fuck this up body, that’s a lot of money in there.