This is my story. I am 22 years old and sick. Its been a year when I received the bad news. It was not easy for me. When I heard what the doctor found out it feels like my whole world just fall apart,but I manage not to cry in front of my doctor especially in front of my mother but deep inside me is slowly dying already.
Its very hard to be chronically ill. Thinking that theres a bacteria inside your body that is killing you it depressing, I feel like im a living dead. I cant go to school I cant go to the mall I cant mingle at all. I struggle everyday of my life. There comes a time that I lose hope already like I wanna die. But thinking about my family it makes me strong.
Now Im still on medication,still surviving,still fighting the battle.
