Below I’ve written a short poem. I’d hate for what I write to come off as “poor me”, these are not my intentions in the slightest. In this poem I wanted to get my thoughts across bluntly.

I feel strongly that the medical community needs to improve in many areas, including, most importantly, taking concerns seriously. It took me five years for a proper diagnosis (including a bit of my own time to research the most effective treatment methods and to locate a good doctor who uses those treatment methods), but in hindsight, I think my problems may have begun several years prior to those five years.

My symptoms seemed to have peaked five years ago, and progressively grew worse before my treatment. I’m still healing now about six months out, and the negativity cloud still haunts me that I won’t “get better”. Alas, I have more than the one issue that was treated, so there’s probably more that needs to be done. How fun. Here goes: Continue reading “CHRONIC ILLNESS RANT & POEM”



I can’t go for a job interview tomorrow.

I don’t have an income.

I don’t have my own place.

I don’t possess many (any?) skills, or a college degree. In fact, I’m kind of a college-dropout… if you can call it that. I didn’t stay long.

The future? It seems bleak and impossible.

How can we grab opportunities out of the sky? They don’t always just exist, opportunities have to be made... Created when there are literally NO OTHER OPTIONS.

My biggest hurdle as someone with several chronic health issues, is making things happen. Continue reading “MAKING OPPORTUNITIES WHEN THERE ARE NO OPTIONS”