I’ve been absent for a while. Honestly, this is the first time I’ve even been able to go near my keyboard and to attempt to write.
It hurts, but in a good way.
It aches the way that muscles do after physical therapy. There’s that sharp pang followed by a sigh of relief after relocating a joint.
Read More...My life will forever be changed by Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome and its sister diseases. I will never be able to go back to life the way it was a year ago, and I had to mourn that life. I had to face the reality that I may never dance again, that I would have to put work on hold, and defer my university studies. I had to confront my fears that maybe this was psychosomatic, that I really just had Munchausen’s and was somehow making myself sick on purpose. But I had to stop grieving, because I needed to fight for just a little longer.
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