And by pain, I mean physical pain. I am sick of hurting all the time. I am sick of not sleeping at night because I get these long, miserable headaches, and the treatment(s) are typically stimulants. I feel nauseous and depressed and I just want to die.
I have PTSD from being ill. I get flashbacks of when I was sickest. I was lying spread-eagled on the floor, unable to move. I could barely breathe. I just lay there and stared at the ceiling, I don’t know for how long. I remember crawling from my mattress to the kitchen to open a can of beans. It […]