Remember all that hate?
I’m still here struggling living my sick life. After all I am sick. I have endometriosis.
I have some ideas about how to live my life after two surgeries, but there’s a cruel world out there and every day is a fight I must win… but I usually end up losing it.
This is like a shout in a black hole as no one is there to shout back to me. There’s no one out there to help me, to support me, to be there for me, and most of all to understand what is like to live day by day with this illness.