The Grief That Doesn’t Come With Casseroles

Grieving the woman that chronic illness took

I just love daisies. (Photo by J M on Unsplash)

Before I knew the names of my diseases, I knew what it felt like to be ignored by people who were paid to care. I was dismissed, disbelieved, and doubted. All because they weren’t open-minded enough to figure out what was wrong with me. I started getting sick as a toddler. I wasn’t diagnosed until over thre…