Kelsey

@st0nec0ldme-blog

I’m 21 years old. I am a junior in college. I am studying to become a physical therapist after two nine week long hospital admissions fighting CRPS and having to re-learn how to walk again. Firm believer that everything happens for a reason. Currently fighting CRPS, POTS, MCAS, and MCTD. "Turn your wounds into wisdom"

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“Some friends don’t understand this. They don’t understand how desperate I am to have someone say, I love you and I support you just the way you are because you’re wonderful just the way you are. They don’t understand that I can’t remember anyone ever saying that to me.”

— Elizabeth Wurtzel

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“And suddenly you’re crying again, not really knowing why, everything just becomes too much again. Life is too much again and you don’t know if you can handle another blow like this”

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When you have a chronic illness, there’s no climax. There’s no chance of embracing a resolution, an ending. You don’t get to meet the enemy because the enemy is inside of you. You look in the mirror every day, and you’re expected to see the face looking back at you as if it’s just a person. But it’s not. The enemy is found past that. We don’t get to enjoy the rising action, because we face the enemy every second of the day. We face ourselves. And the only thing that keeps us going, is the ability to separate the two. If we can’t distinguish our character, our being from our illnesses, then we will be consumed. The enemy will win. So we survive. We pretend like everything is fine. We’ve mastered fake smiles and optimistic words so nobody sees the enemy inside. But we shouldn’t have to pretend in order to hide this part of ourselves. We should be able to look in that mirror and see the wonderful person that’s inside us, the warrior that we are, and the pain-free person we deserve to be.

Alena Daily Post #268: July 14th, 2015 (via pots-support)