Not much else to say right now. I still can't read for long. My eyes are swollen and sore. I still haven't cried much, despite my mother's efforts on that end, but I still think this illness has just sapped everything out of me. I guess that's a blessing in a way, I can't feel how crushed I really am because I am still really hoping someone will put me out of my physical misery.
Oh - and I'm having a lovely endo-enhanced period on top of being sick with the virus from hell.
Thanks so much for all the support on my last post. It helps so much to know that everyone here understands, even if my family doesn't. Thank you.