Nothing is What it Seems, When Your Worst Nightmares Become your Dreams

I found this in an old journal, written close to a year ago in the thick of the aftermath of having the health I fought so hard to reclaim stripped away. - - - - Relapse from Lyme disease was dismal, a repugnant and vile defeat. Even worse, it wasn't real. The reality I was wading... Continue Reading →

The MEANING of Life?

We believe our illnesses separate us from the rest of society, but in a myriad of ways, beneath the details pertaining to how we identify ourselves, we all remain very much alike -a realization forcing me to acknowledge a deeper truth: Underneath it all, I am no different than any other person, despite the horrendous... Continue Reading →

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