03/03/2025
Today is Rare Disease Day and I have to say, at 37 years old,I’m proud of myself.
I have had to watch my disease destroy my body little by little, for 18 years.
I’ve had to redefine myself and learn that healthy people lack A TON OF EMPATHY. I’m rare, so my actions will always be different than others. I speak UP for myself. I establish boundaries. I’m not shy to speak my truth, or cut out any negative energy. My peace has to be protected at all times to focus on survival.
I’ve been worried about an early death since I was 19, yet here I am defying all odds. I’ve had to decide (alone) which treatments to go on to prevent my lungs and heart from being damaged by collagen. I’ve seen the inside, raw, bloody, layers of my skin multiple times, and cried myself to sleep in agony from the pain. Sometimes I sneeze and the muscles in my shoulders scream because they’re so tight.
I’m different. I’m rare. I’m beautiful.
I’m not afraid to tell my story and invite others to put themselves in a positive light. You ARE allowed to have standards in this crazy society where others think only about themselves. Sick and disabled people deserve everything and more. Don’t forget it!
Stay strong my warriors!! 🩵🩵🩵