By Hannah Deal in The Mighty.
Have you ever felt unable to put an experience into words? As if the only way to truly get your thoughts across was to write about it?
That’s sort of how I’m feeling about life right now.
My life looks pretty good from the outside. In the last two months, I graduated with honors, began an internship, and started a business I’ve been dreaming about for over a year. On some levels, I know I should only be grateful that I managed to accomplish so much.
In the same two months, I have had nine doctor’s appointments, two remote consults, and will be going to at least one appointment per week for the next month. The other week, I was prescribed time off of work after feeling like I was on the verge of losing consciousness for most of the day, unable to focus and simply aware of the passing time.
What is it like to live with chronic fatigue? It’s the question no one ever asks, but it’s the story I want to tell.
You see, my average day is not, in fact, your average day:
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