I know this is a roleplay site, but... it would be nice to have some sort of input from anyone, so...
Anyone on these forums ever had to deal with autoimmunties?
I was diagnosed with SLE when I was 18, but have had it for a while before that. And as anyone with a chronic invisible illness would know, life is now a consistent war. Despite everything, I try to be strong enough to stand up to it, and to continue fighting, but sometimes even my courage wanes.Â
I may not win against lupus, but I sure as hell ain't losing to it either.Â
It's just that... nowadays, I'm dealing with a bad flare up. And college. And while my performance in the first half of the semester was good enough, now I'm having a tough time  doing simple math.Â
The worst part: You don't look sick. And so nobody can comprehend what's actually going on.
My apologies if this seems like a rant or childish behavior, but it feels better when you can talk to others.
So, um, hi! I'm a lupie and I'm not scared to admit it.Â
Anyone on these forums ever had to deal with autoimmunties?
I was diagnosed with SLE when I was 18, but have had it for a while before that. And as anyone with a chronic invisible illness would know, life is now a consistent war. Despite everything, I try to be strong enough to stand up to it, and to continue fighting, but sometimes even my courage wanes.Â
I may not win against lupus, but I sure as hell ain't losing to it either.Â
It's just that... nowadays, I'm dealing with a bad flare up. And college. And while my performance in the first half of the semester was good enough, now I'm having a tough time  doing simple math.Â
The worst part: You don't look sick. And so nobody can comprehend what's actually going on.
My apologies if this seems like a rant or childish behavior, but it feels better when you can talk to others.
So, um, hi! I'm a lupie and I'm not scared to admit it.Â








 It's those things, the small every day things, that keep me going. They keep me positive and moving. I refuse to lay down and let this thing control me. When I was first diagnosed, my dog Radar kept me going. He needed me and in reality, I needed him more. Now I have my family and our animals to keep it going. They need me so the days when even my own well being isn't enough, they are. 
