I’ll feel better.

I’ll wake up like everyone else and get out of bed and not feel like I need another hour of sleep.

I’ll lose weight and not starve in the process.

Maybe, just maybe,

I’ll be able to eat normal foods.

Went to a new doctor this year. She seems to notice all the different pieces and is looking at how they fit together. If she’s right and all of this junk has ONE or even TWO underlying causes I’ll be happy to work on fixing it. We shall see. But today, today is another day or not being able to wake up normal. Another day of not having the thrive to move. Another day of, can I just sleep til it’s over? Another day where no one understands that you just don’t feel good. That nothing is working.

Another day… some day… I will thrive and feel better!