How To Deal With The Isolation Of Invisible Illness

I'm currently sitting on a plane leaving sunny Houston for snowy Chicago. To my right, is a lady immersed in a riveting game of Candy Crush and currently paying $5.50 for a $.29 Cup of Noodles. Translation: she's paying $5.50 for styrofoam cup of freeze dried gluten, sodium, and chemicals mixed with hot, dirty airplane water.

confessions, all health, adrenal fatigueBritFebruary 18, 2016depression, isolation, health blog, dealing with depression, celiac disease, autoimmune disease, invisible illness Comments

I Guess I'm Thirty-Three... Which Is Basically Forty.

So maybe I had a stage five freakout at the stroke of my thirtieth birthday, but after the swollen eyes and hysteria subsided, I was actually rather okay about leaving my 20s behind in the dusty cloud of uncertainty that they were. I had just gotten married and it seemed life was kind of coming together, not that I ever needed it to, but it was a nice surprise. I mean, for a surprise. Cus, eew.

confessionsBritJuly 2, 2015life, turning thirty, thirties, birthday, birthdays, depression, getting older, blogging, health blog, travel, california, fears Comments

all posts

LET’S BE SOCIAL