You seem to forget that I’m constantly treading water. Day in and day out, I am trying to stay afloat. You forget the totality of all I have to juggle.
Nine chronic illnesses, three mental illnesses, never-ending, all-encompassing pain. I know I carry it well. I make it look easy, manageable.
So you forget. And you expect things from me. Things I can’t give. Things I shouldn’t have to give. You’ve gotten so used to my ability to overcome, you believe I should take everything in stride.
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