My sister suffers from RA, it’s something that is not seen but felt. Everyday she has a hard time doing normal everyday actions from sleep, waking up, weather changes and walking.
She talks all the time about how hard it is for her, because know one fully understands what she has to go through.
I hate being one of those people, whenever she talks about her sickness, I can help but think “what about mine?” “How do you think I feel? Being 25 years old and not able to leave the house without feeling like shit, can’t go to the movies without fear, not being able to do anything”
I hate that I feel this way but I do...