I read this earlier and was just so depressed. I'm still trying to wrap my head around what's happened to me. Mono two years ago, getting sicker ever since and mostly housebound.
I'm in so much pain I have contemplated buying street drugs, but I don't have the energy to go outside in search of them. I'm so fatigued that I'm often too tired to talk to explain to my wonderful partner that I am too tired to talk.
I'm still working full time from home and managing most of the household issues like finances and meal planning. I am running on fumes. Too tired to hold my head up straight. I know you all walk the same path, so I don't have to elaborate.
I read something like this just breathless for clues and race to the end looking for medical approaches that cured her and I get vague cliches about attitude.
As if I haven't kept a positive attitude, an open mind and scrutinized myself ruthlessly with the notion that this is somehow all my fault. Again, I'm new to this game and I guess I'm naive. But I just can't believe there are people who have such little empathy for very sick people that they would try to profit from our misery and offer false hope.