This disease makes me hate myself. I know it's not my fault. I know I should have compassion for myself. But I'm fucking miserable and despise my existence in this form.

I also have dreams a few times/week that involve someone from junior high. In my dream they are my best friend/safe place. Irl I was just an acquaintance & haven't seen them in 22 years.

I keep having recurring dreams about black bears. I'm not afraid of them, they tend to just be around me out in nature, eating berries and being cute. I need a dream interpreter.

When you’re chronically ill, your baseline is everything. It takes next to nothing to cause a setback and requires a shocking amount of effort to regain function.

You’re the only one who has to live with the pain and heartache of a setback.

Don’t let anyone force you to risk your baseline.

I'm up to 2.2g of melatonin per Doris Loh protocol and still don't sleep 😅😭