"maybe the most that we can do is just to see each other through it."

[witchbabyblue]

A dream, I dream

Comments

[mortalsimi]

first of all, thank you for writing this and being so candid on this particular part of your life.. and sharing your dream

[firebirdgrrl]

I wish for this place too. Love.

[softanimal]

i, too, have wished for something like this for a long, long time.

my roommates are wonderful, as wonderful as two people i'd never met before i moved here can be, but there are certain things they don't, and perhaps can't, understand. their friends gather in the living room, loud and drunk and giggling, sometimes as late as 2 or 3 am on weekends. the apartment is stock full of toxic cleaning products, bleach and windex galore. still, they often don't clean up after themselves, because they're too tired from work/being out all day or they simply don't feel like it; so i, despite being sick & exhausted 24/7, end up washing their dishes, sweeping their messes, scrubbing the stovetop after their meals.

all this needless complaining to say yes, how lovely it would be to come home (or wake up) to people who understand, intrinsically & without words, the careful particularities of life with a chronic illness.

Synchronicity

[fuckingalfresco]

Funnily enough, I was talking about something similar to this earlier this evening. Except what I was saying was that if my social support system (eg, friends) hadn't collapsed in the month before I first got sick when I was 13, and/or if I had managed to have a more 'normalized' social support system (eg, local female friends I could hang out with, instead of girls who lived more than 45 minutes away or boys that I wasn't allowed to hang out with outside of school because there were no parents around), I probably wouldn't have fallen through the cracks of the system as quickly and as far as I did