Life with CF is constant war. I write about how the disease has traumatized me.
I was exposed to plenty of fentanyl over the past couple of years. It was heavenly. The withdrawals were not.
My joy comes from a combination of both small and big things. I discuss the lifestyle changes that amp me.
The first in a two-part series about how anger in inherent to life with severe chronic illness.
After 23 years of invisible illness, my disease was suddenly, violently visible.
Questions of identity, courage, and masculinity in the midst of chronic illness.
2016 was war. 2017 was peace. 2018 is euphoria.