What's wrong with me?
Seriously?
I know I'm strong. And I know it's because of the Grace of God. I know my life is a gift and God does have a plan for me. I know I have outstanding doctors fighting for me daily. I also know I have a huge cast of family, friends, and even strangers praying for me constantly. What I don't understand, is what is truly wrong with me? Throughout this journey, I've never really been one to ask why or to look back in anger. That's sincere. I believe I am me because of my journey and experiences. I really wouldn't change things. What's bothering me now is not the big picture or the daily pain or trials... it's me. Why does my body react the way it does? I really want to know what's wrong with me?
I was told my IQ a long time ago. I know I'm an intelligent person. I can't stand the way I feel like a total idiot when a doctor asks me why I'm losing weight. I don't have an answer. I eat. That's the truth. I eat everything the nutritionist has asked me to eat. I don't know what's wrong with me?? I don't know why I can walk up and down the isles of the grocery store and not find a single thing that looks enticing even when I'm hungry. I don't have an answer. But I know that even though I have no interest, I do the right thing. I eat.
I also don't know why my body continues to be so weak when I take every medicine, go to every appointment, and push myself to exercise daily. I don't know why it seems that when one problem gets under control a new problem surfaces. I just don't know the answers.
I do know that I'm tired, but somehow still hopeful. I know that for so long I've wanted people to be my friend and not be scared of me. I want people to be able to love me without having to constantly worry about my health.
This is one of those days that I'd just like to have some answers. I'm exhausted and for once I'd just like something to make sense.
