It is hard to be a good friend when you are sick. Illness is all consuming. Not many people my age really understand that. At 30-something, most are consumed with careers, finding who you want to spend your life with, having kids, even buying homes. Illness is a foreign subject. No one knows what to say when I bring up anything health related. The room gets quiet.
On the other hand, illness is my whole life. I don't know anything about having a real career, having a boyfriend, buying anything major, let alone a home. And kids are not even on my radar yet. My life is filled with medications, appointments, side effects, disability applications, lab tests, and trying to keep on top of all of that, because I can't count on anyone else to. I live a lonely life. Not on purpose, but almost by default. Sure, I have friends. I even sometimes talk to, or see these friends. But we often can't relate to each other's worlds.
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