Accepting

Recently I've come to the realization that the disease will never truly be gone. You may have surgery, you may have procedures, and you may have infusions to make everything better but its never completely gone.

I've done my fair share of surgeries. I've been fighting this since I was young and yet 17 years later I'm still seeing the horrible and embarrassing effects of this disease. I know many of you feel the same. For whatever reason I've chosen to write about it, crazy me. But as I sit here I realize that I can't be alone, I'll never be alone. Few people will be able to truly understand how horrible this all is and how this fight will never end. It starts with ourselves accepting our fate. For whatever reason we were chosen to be the face of these diseases. Maybe my reason behind all of that was to help you. If so, I hope I did or I can.

We can go about all this and hate everything and hate God or whatever you believe in for putting you through this. None of that is going to help now. We were dealt a hand, theres no going back now. The first step of fighting this is to not hate. You must face this head on. Stay strong no matter what. It'll get ugly, then it'll get better, and get ugly again. It'll be a crazy cycle until you learn what works for you, and even then things will always change. Just be ready and stay strong. Theres only so bad things can get; theres always a positive and things will always get better.


And while I sit here writing with so much hatred and so much anger, I understand. For whatever reason I was dealt this hand, and I will continue to fight because I know that no matter how bad things seem, no matter how horrible I feel there will always be an up. Keep fighting and stay strong; you're never alone.


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