I feel like I am slowly disappearing...I hurt....I am sad....I am dying...I AM TOO YOUNG.

Acceptance? Of what exactly? What am I accepting?

chronic illness

loneliness

depression

failure

relief....

I rest.  A lot.

More of life is spent resting than doing. I "do" resting.  I want to go out and join a gym. I HATE gyms.

And the pressure to BE who you are "supposed" to be...why does this exist?

R-E-L-A-X.     

Oi.