To Whom It May Concern:

I wish I could write a letter and give it to everyone I encounter but it still wouldnt make them understand. I mean, they didnt wake up one day and never feel better so how could they?

When you have a chronic illness they bad days come in waves. Sometimes they break you and throw your body around and sometimes you barely keep afloat. Its the days where you are tossed in them that are the hardest to resurface.

Im sure this all makes sense to those of you who understand and for those who want to I think that the analogy I have used is a great example. All we who are chronically sick want is for people to help keep us afloat. Like people say, it takes a village.

It took me a while to realize this because for a while my body was consumed by these waves and I couldnt catch a break. When the doctor told me I was sick and would never feel 100% better I felt as if I was given a life sentence without parole. The only thing was, I didn't do anything wrong.

Sometimes I try to explain to people when I am in a bad mood or am feeling anxious that there is nothing I can do. My body is just defective and I cant figure out how to fix. It took me a while to realize that I can't fix it and just have to play the hand or cards I was given the best way possible.

I will let you know when I my next play is determined but right now I am still reviewing the hand I was given.