There are a few things I really hate about this disease. 1) I hate it when people tell me to cheer up. You have NO idea what I'm going through, where do you get the right to tell me to cheer up? That seriously irates me. Especially when family tells me that. 2) I hate the ups and downs. One minute I can be high as a kite, the next, I'm hitting rock bottom, fighting the tears. I can't stand that. 3) How people, many people, can be so ignorant to this disease. Yes, that's right, it's a disease. It's something I'm going to have to live with for the rest of my life. 4) I hate when people don't see how hard I'm trying. I'm really trying hard here, I'm trying to get through this, to break through the darkness into the light. But it's hard and many times I want to give up. I don't have much support around here, I mean, Tiff, you know what my family is like. I don't have that support system with them. And I never will. It's hard to do this by myself. And people just don't understand.
Guess I just wanted to get that off my chest.