I’ve done most of my "growing up" here in bed. And lately I’ve realized that "growing up" hasn’t been about figuring out the whole universe, but a process of acceptance - accepting that I don’t have it figured out and most importantly accepting myself and loving myself without "knowing it all"…And this is part of one of the saddest things about living with ME/CFS. Teaching us all so much about the essence of life and how to live it in a good way but then keeping us from putting those lessons to use out there in the world…

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I feel like I am in a position where I have to be against the whole world because the whole world is against me…But I don't enjoy that, I didn't choose that. I was put in this position. I love this world. I want to be a part of this world…Not excised like a broken part, tossed aside and marginalized and painted in all kinds of colors that do not define me and which I never chose…

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I'm sick of ME/CFS being compared to a never-ending flu. This ain’t no f*ing flu. I feel like every system in my body is broken and in pieces. I am mentally and physically 1% as alive as I used to be…But even if you have a very severe flu and are bed bound, the never-ending part is a huge deal…

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