Hating summer is a downer. It’s comparable to not liking ice cream (I'm not a fan, sorry) or going up to the giant Easter bunny at the mall and punching its head off. (Actually, that last part would be fun).
There is only so long, and to a certain point, that people can help, no matter how much they love you or care about your well-being.
Don't get me wrong, I also love people and the way they touch my life -- they have the unique ability to lift me from the depths of despair, but in this moment -- as I write this post -- I absolutely hate people.
My head has been attached to a pillow for the last two years. Now, as I write these words my head is at last detached -- bobbing around like a boat gently swaying in a harbor slip. Less eloquently put, my head feels like it's had way too much to drink and is stumbling around... Continue Reading →
The pursuit of something more in life as a broad picture, and in the moment, seems to be something engrained in human DNA. I don't like to speak for others, but in general, I think that wanting something more is not uncommon. I've always been a person to feel this way. This drive and motivation... Continue Reading →
For such a long time I had no idea why emotional situations made me sick. And not just your typical exhaustion after a shouting match, but an actual ill feeling that would last long after the emotions went away. I now know one of the hallmarks of ME/CFS, the disease I battle everyday, is an... Continue Reading →
In the six years that I've been sick I have literally tried every possible remedy you can think of off the top of your head. The most annoying questions I get almost always start with "Have you tried..." to which I usually reply: "Yes." "Have you tried essential oils?" Absolutely. I've tried them all. And... Continue Reading →
Did I scare you? Sorry. Despite what the title of this post suggests and based on some of my more explicit stories, you may have thought, "Oh boy, this guy is gonna post a photo of his junk for the entire Internet to see." If you did think such a thing, well, I guess I'm... Continue Reading →
I had visitors this past weekend. It was the first time in months that someone from out-of-town has visited me, and despite what some of my other posts may suggest, it was certainly the most active I've been while being bedridden. Stephanie Land, a wonderful writer and friend who works with the Blue Ribbon Foundation,... Continue Reading →