Health, or rather the lack thereof

Excerpt: Living with illness is not easy especially when it is not a visible one. As a species we tend to disregard anything that is not visible. If we can't see it, we can't prove it and therefore it doesn't exist and it must be a lie. Living with illness is not easy especially when it is not a visible one. As a species we tend to disregard anything that is not visible. If we can't see it, we can't prove it and therefore it doesn't exist and it must be a lie. I know that I give up trying to explain to others that I have a migraine but there is no pain. It doesn't compute. We have no empathy.

It’s messy but it’s my life

Excerpt: More than that though, think twice before you throw that look of contempt at a mother/father desperately trying to hold onto her son/daughter as they sit in the hospital, or even in the back of a police van. That parent is doing the best they can in a set of circumstances they never received a manual for. They love their kids, just as you love yours. They don't understand their kids choices, but they still love them. Turn the situation on yourself before you call the parents bad. Life is messy. I just wish it didn't hurt so much.