Autoimmune disease

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“You have to be strong.” Those were the words my mother said to me when I was most weak, When everything in my life seemed bleak.   As I was crying on the cold, hard ground,
I said goodbye to my old life I said goodbye to my mind I said goodbye to my body I said goodbye to a day without pain.  Chronic illness, a storyline in dramatic televsion  Something your grandparents have
It's visible now  and that scares me. "Just stay strong," they tell me, but lately, I'm not sure I know how.   This armor I have built is beginning to crack- crumble off my back.
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