This has been going on way too long - tired of being sick, and sick of being tired. That 'bout sums it up.
But it's more than just physical. I like to think I'm not the only twenty-something stuck in some sort of ridiculously large rut which seems to morph into a black hole, sucking all sorts of life parts into itself. Because other twenty-somethings turn the obstacle into the advantage - so maybe I'm just handling it differently. Or not handling it at all.
My body aches from not doing.
My mind suffers a severe lack of stimulation.
My heart experiences all sorts of growing pains.
...And everything makes my spirit hollow.
As you can see, this is not just any flu I'm dealing with here. The virus is most likely masking an underlying illness. So not only do I have to fight the multi-symptom sickness, but also discover a cure for this concealed disease. I know the cause, signs and symptoms. I'm actively seeking treatment. But when do I start feeling better? What is considered "being well?"
