I have always been afraid of death since I can remember. I remember being five and thoughts would race through my mind of my family and I’s deaths. My stomach would turn and I’d get this rush of hot and […]
I have always been afraid of death since I can remember. I remember being five and thoughts would race through my mind of my family and I’s deaths. My stomach would turn and I’d get this rush of hot and […]
If I could describe my sickness in one word, it’d be torture. This is going to be a very blunt post so if you get sad easily, I would suggest going to another one of my posts! Imagine sitting there […]
In my last sick post, I started talking about getting sick. This is a continuation of my double life. After I was diagnosed I found out I had to up my salt take. So I started eating a lot of […]
I started to get sick around age 11 or 12. I will never forget the day my life changed forever. It was a d.e.a.r day (basically some acronym meaning make the children read.) I was in my 7th-grade history class […]
