I hate it when people say, you look like you are feeling better when I am not. I am not "better". My chronic illnesses are my constant companions. Just because you don't see them doesn't mean they are gone.
This thought crosses my mind... But to be honest, I'm blessed. I'm alive. And I'm not tied to my bed 24/7... Although it feels like it come days. And I have people who support me.
Auto-Immune Disease. Because the only thing tough enough to kick my ass is me.