I am sick again. Yay. This means once its noticed my friends will start telling me how pathetic I am, and my mother will continue to say that I am only sick because I am stressed. Why wouldn’t I be, look at my queer friends, school and volunteer work that I do. Obviously these things are the ills of my life that cause me a great deal of havoc. She has even decided that when my appendix was failing last year and I ended up in the hospital to have it removed before it ruptured that it was obvious that it was stress that did it. I have enough of a complex after spending months with undiagnosed appendix problems until I was in an emergency surgery and the slow recovery of an anemic stitch ripping to give me insecurities.
I do not need someone telling me that every cold, flu or batch of food poisoning that hits me in a year is the result of stress. When I pair up that with my professors treatment of that year as my fault it just boils down to me feeling like my being sick is because I am a profound idiot whom cannot go to class without having to take a sick day to deal with the stress of getting into the door that day. Essentially my mothers views point the finger to me as well, surely helping me fester a feeling of incompetence and self blame whenever I get ill. To add to my mothers complaints, I have gained a friend who spends the time telling me that its just obvious lies and excuses to escape deadlines. Between the two of them I can understand the stress theory since they both sum up to be a huge daily headache and pain in the ass. Thanks assholes. Thanks.
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Kris
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