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Rant

I’m sick of this.
I’m sick of the pain.
I’m sick of the meds.
I’m sick of the side effects.
I’m sick of how difficult it is to force myself out of bed.
I’m sick of the tears I shed in the bathroom on my own.
I’m sick of my body screaming when I try to walk home.
I’m sick of my body and it’s sick of me.
Well, fuck you, Endometriosis.
I’m not who I thought I’d be.

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