I didn’t choose this.
I didn’t do anything wrong that made this happen to me.
I didn’t want to faint in a shop when I was 16 and having a day out with my friends.
I didn’t want to miss that great night out when everyone had an amazing time when I was 18.
I didn’t want to be exhausted and unable to concentrate when I was in Uni.
I didn’t want to be sober on my hen night because half a glass of wine makes me sick for days.
I didn’t want to have a reaction to medication in an airport and miss my holiday.
I didn’t want my legs to turn to jelly when I tried to dance at the Christmas party.
I didn’t want to keep needing to pee during my grandad’s funeral.
I don’t want all of the other health issues that come in hand with it.
I don’t want my family to worry anymore.
I hear the comments you make, I’m not just a bit tired, an early night won’t fix it and no there’s no miracle pill the Dr can give me.
I want to enjoy my time out of the house without hearing people’s opinions on what I should be doing.
I want to be believed.
I want people to take my illness at face value.
I want to be treated with common courtesy.
I want to have a Dr who understands.
I want to get my life back, even if it’s not quite the same.
I want to keep working.
I want to be stronger, in body and mind.
I want to try.
I’m never going to give up.
It’s not my fault.
I didn’t choose this, but I choose me.
I didn’t do anything wrong that made this happen to me.
I didn’t want to faint in a shop when I was 16 and having a day out with my friends.
I didn’t want to miss that great night out when everyone had an amazing time when I was 18.
I didn’t want to be exhausted and unable to concentrate when I was in Uni.
I didn’t want to be sober on my hen night because half a glass of wine makes me sick for days.
I didn’t want to have a reaction to medication in an airport and miss my holiday.
I didn’t want my legs to turn to jelly when I tried to dance at the Christmas party.
I didn’t want to keep needing to pee during my grandad’s funeral.
I don’t want all of the other health issues that come in hand with it.
I don’t want my family to worry anymore.
I hear the comments you make, I’m not just a bit tired, an early night won’t fix it and no there’s no miracle pill the Dr can give me.
I want to enjoy my time out of the house without hearing people’s opinions on what I should be doing.
I want to be believed.
I want people to take my illness at face value.
I want to be treated with common courtesy.
I want to have a Dr who understands.
I want to get my life back, even if it’s not quite the same.
I want to keep working.
I want to be stronger, in body and mind.
I want to try.
I’m never going to give up.
It’s not my fault.
I didn’t choose this, but I choose me.