Not Like The Whiskey
I just stood there like nothing was wrong, hoping no one would notice. But EVERYONE noticed. Every player on the field was staring at me, and although I've since blocked out their laughter, I'm sure they were laughing at me. How could you not laugh at something like that?
I hate New Year's resolutions. Why? I don't know, I get why people make them, and even more so why people abandon them, but has anyone ever actually followed through with a New Year's resolution? I imagine someone has -- some poor, neurotic soul who is actually a robot, and not at all human. Even... Continue Reading →
Naming the disease after a scientist, or doctor, or even a damn town (as was done for Lyme disease) would be better than calling it chronic fatigue syndrome.
It was a bit demoralizing to inflict such a price on my body for a tiny bit of normalcy -- a few minutes of conversation. But there is something truly magical about making a plan, carrying it out, and the outcome proving to be very close to how you envisioned it.
With the midterm elections less than a month away, I want to encourage everyone to vote, regardless of your political affiliations. At the very least it's the best way to ensure bills, like HR 620 or another bill that impacts your life, are handled properly.
I shudder to think about someone else with ME/CFS or Lyme being portrayed worse than me and, in turn, being used to marginalize a group of sick people. That's just not right.
You can’t dupe a person’s family into saying he’s a hypochondriac and expect him to just be happy that the film is “raising awareness.”
A few years ago, when I was still on my feet walking the streets, I saw someone stop in the middle of the road and take a selfie. I remember giving a sardonic smile, shaking my head, and waiting for the sound of tires screeching on asphalt. This, of course, was before stopping traffic to... Continue Reading →
I realized, "Why the hell am I trying to do squats with a piece of driftwood on my back when I can't even go grocery shopping?"
