I have been working at living my life transparently. To live my life transparently means that I live my life openly, that I share what I’m going through, my ups and downs, my successes and failures, my struggles and disappointments as well as my successes and happy moments. To live my life transpa
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Oops, I forgot. For a few moments or what stretched out to a few hours, I thought I was living the life of a normal person. Who was I kidding though, forgetting that living with an auto-immune disease could ever really be normal? Thinking that I had some unlimited source of energy enough to tackle a
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Remember when I was thankful my brother didn’t get my illnesses?
He’s beginning to get it.
After Justin graduated college in May, he moved back in with my parents until he could tie up loose ends and leave the area. My parents live on a lake, so Justin was enjoying a great summer.
Until
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The hardest lesson I've had to learn in living with chronic illnesss is that I can't do it all. I'm a overachiever by nature. I want to do it all, have it all, see it all, be the girl who never says no. Letting people down, and of course, myself down, was the horror that I feared more than anything.
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I recently started dating a new guy--we'll call him "T". He’s going to a local university for his Master's in Industrial Engineering. He's from India, where he did his undergrad work. Our first date was spent talking of current events, religions, cultural differences, and politics. I always hold m
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Lines are funny things. You either cross a line or not. The shortest distance between two points is a straight line. They can be sharp or fuzzy and can keep you going on the right path. The wrong line can appear to be the right way but lead you to a dead end or detour. What does all this line talk h
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Lately I’ve been getting the impression from some of my friends that maybe my growing list of chronic illnesses is no big deal. No one is actually coming out and saying these words, but that is definitely the feeling I’m getting. This point could be debatable. Maybe they think that. Maybe I’m
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My schedule is jam packed with work, assignments, writing, and homework. Occasionally, there's a hair appointment or an actual meal - you know, one where I'm not working or studying, but just eating and maybe conversing. But most of the time, it's all work and no play making this Jane a dull girl. I
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I have been accused of being many things in my life, but I can assure you that one of them has never been being “too positive”. I have never been the type of person to intently stare at that glass of water and size it up as being anything but half-empty. It’s the way I’m hardwired. I am, by
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I feel like life's a punching bag. I'm forever knocked down by pain or knocked out by opiates. At least it's consistent in its beatings. Each day brings the knowledge that something will be off...something will be wrong. I don't know what it will be, nor do I know the level at which it will disable
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