I wanted to share with you guys a triumph that I would have never imagined possible.
A few years ago I was at my worst point. I was even afraid to leave my house, but I forced myself to. Panic attacks were a nightly thing, I was scared to sleep, the whole nine yards. Fast forward to yesterday. I visited a friend who has been diagnosed with a super rare disease. This illness has prevented him from holding down any food or water since October 5th. That's 7 months of him vomiting multiple times a day. I didn't even think twice about going to spend time with him. I wasn't nervous when he was there, not when he burped and not when he needed tums.
I'm really proud of myself. I wanted to share with you all so you knew there is hope for recovery!