Has anyone got to the point where you can accept your condition and limitations? Where you are no longer searching for the next doctor, cure or treatment? I think I am nearly at the point (after decades of trying things that only make me worse) where I will have to accept my lot in life. It is not so much that I have lost hope, it is more that I am not going to actively look for it. It is quite a change for me as I have spent my life searching for something or someone that alleviates my suffering. At the moment I feel empowered by this realisation (and I feel dreadfully sick this weekend) but the truth of the matter is I will probably continue to have a life that is governed by sickness, grief, loss, frustration and sadness and one that has very little pleasure but a great deal of pain. It has taken me 18 years of constant researching and striving for the holy grail of health. I think it is time for me to accept the reality of my life. Does anyone else feel the same and what made you come to this conclusion?