Yet another rant, because that’s all this is good for...
I’m going to spiral out of control again. It’s not going to be good, but I’m not going to take anyone down this time. I’m not good for people and people are not good for me. I’m far too broken, physically and maybe mentally, for it to get any better. How did I get such a shit draw in the genetic lottery? How many autoimmune diseases do I need? How many extra bones can I break that will never heal? If the world wants to kill me, it needs to do it now. I don’t want to fight anymore. If this is another autoimmune disease, I’m not going to treat it. I’m done with my current state of being. This is no life. I’m constantly fighting my body to do what I want it to do and I’m tired.













