My symptoms are out of control, but it is possible to pull up before I crash.
An in-depth look at the medical therapies I use, have used, and would like to use for coping.
I explain a little about my day.
I’m not coping. Most “Westerners” in developed countries who are intelligent, educated, and/or compassionate should be able to quickly understand that statement. Nevertheless, I would be astounded if more than four readers had even a passing understanding of what I mean why I say, “I’m not coping.” In fact, I would be impressed if more
I need to buy medicines, food, shelter, and more.
Life can always get worse.
I’m trying to make money.
Numbers. There’s no grand narrative, but there’s numbers.
I’m now working with a doctor who researches the medical conditions I have.