The Whole Picture

It’s amazing the support you get when you go through a tough time or a change. Its also very eye opening the support you DON’T get. 

I have had prayers said all around the world for me. I have had cards, flowers, candy, and stuffed animals sent to me. I’ve had people cry in the hospital for me, but...

I’ve also lost friends, been stared at, judged, told I was faking for attention, and said I have let my illness define me.

Yes. I DO talk about my diseases.

Here’s the thing; there is so much to who I am.

 I am a daughter, a sister, a best friend, a fighter, an unconditional lover, an advocate for animals, a believer, an athlete, an artist, and a little bit crazy, but I am ALSO sick; and I probably always will be.

I refuse to hide any part of me because it makes other’s feel uncomfortable. I refuse to be silenced because my posts or rants are “annoying.”  My WHOLE self is beautiful. EVERY part of the puzzle fits together perfectly to make me who I am.