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I write a lot about my invisible chronic illness to help inform folks who may be Google searching for answers or just commiseration. I’ve been…

You lick a stamp on a letter to your old self​​​​​​​You always liked being good at things, didn’t youIsn’t it funny what a person can…

By the time I open my eyes my husband has already done the grueling work of getting the kids dressed, fed, and off to school.…