- yes, sometimes
When you first become ill, they will show you sympathy. They’ll send you cards and hope you get well soon. They’ll call or text to check in and see how you’re doing. They’ll cut you slack. They’ll be understanding when you have trouble keeping up.
But once your illness becomes a chronic condition, they wonder why you can’t get better. They show impatience and frustration. They stop trying to include you in plans. They ask why you aren’t trying harder. They don’t get it. They just want you to be abled again so that you’re not inconveniencing them.
People get tired of you being sick, but they don’t stop to think that you’re probably fucking tired of being sick, too. They don’t take the time to think about how you’d love to just get over it. They don’t care enough to realize you didn’t choose this.
Even of existing…
I got in a bit of work today. But also apparently I am having a sciatica flare up in my left leg. Not fun. Sharp pain from my back going down to my calf/side of my leg. But I have to sit here and get this work done. Bleh.
9:20am
I feel like fuck. My head hurts. My stomach is killing me. Stress ulcers maybe?
My heart has also been acting up again, every anxiety pang gets my heart to skip and palpitate. Which unfortunately is way more often than not.
Wondering if my iron is low, got that stupid blood disorder that ruins everything if my eating is ‘off’.
I’m also shaking a bit, my hands are just shaking lightly.
Just going to smoke some, calm my nerves, and try and rest.
It’ll pass. Time passing is inevitable, this won’t last forever. I just gotta tough it out.
Fucking tired.
Can I die please?
'No one gives a fuck about my nightmares, But it's nothing you should worry yourself about.'
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