You lose a lot of friends when you’re ill, they can’t understand and they don’t want to hear about it.
In the middle, there’s my kidneys, which are dying so there’s a big explosion in the middle of my life. On the left, are all the questions i ask myself, and on the right, there’s my family, asking me to do it for them. Do I stop treatment because that would make me happier, or do I keep going because its what my family want me to do?
If i stopped and threw everything away, I’d be happy, but time would run out and my family would be sad.
it feels as though i am floating in space, or have my head in a fishbowl sometimes. I feel so disconnected to everyone just going about their daily lives
I feel like I’m really small sometimes because no one understands.
You look perfectly normal, nobody can see your pain and
you wear a mask all of the time. You tell people that you’re
fine, but really that’s how I see myself.