"Chronic illness, for lack of a better word, is a bitch. Knowing no boundaries, chronic illness effects those from all walks of life. Men, women, and even children. It barges into our lives without any warning, taking over our bodies and our lives. It steals away precious moments and can stop us from enjoying ourselves. As if we were stuck in suspended animation, we hang there in a delicate balance, wondering if today will be less painful than yesterday, whether we will be able to even have the energy to get in the shower, or make breakfast. What used to be menial tasks in our lives before chronic illness, no become a choice of one or the other, and deciding whether or not that decision will have a painful impact on the rest of our day. Will it be the pain that knocks us down today, or perhaps the unrelenting fatigue hovering over us like a dark cloud? Those are just a few of the questions that run through the mind of a chronic illness patient each and every day. We end up living in the shadows of our illness."
When you realize that someone is only being nice to you because they want something