The pills clouded her brain but then so did the illness on its worst days. She sighed and tried to resolve herself to a life of feeling tired. She was too exhausted to go out, too exhausted to work, too exhausted to have fun.
When she dared to look in the mirror, a tired looking face looked back at her forlornly. When she tried to go out with friends she could only think of going home. When she tried to go to work… She got pneumonia… Her body just couldn’t manage the every day.
And so, she felt alone, weak and useless. She wanted to take care of everyone. She wanted to take care of herself… But she could do neither. It made it hard to feel worthwhile. It made it hard to love herself at all…
Natolie Webb 