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I never understood why some folks find it necessary to lie. Or how one, can fake an illness.

Then I thought, maybe they tried the truth and went unheard. And found that lying got them the results they wanted/needed.

Someone says Cancer (true or not) it evokes all kinds of understanding, empathy and support.

I say (to my lover, family and friends) I hurt (PTSD) I’m depressed. And exhausted (CFS)

Nothing.

Or I’m told to “Buck up” and Carry on.

I wish it were, as easy as that.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author: My Life with mental illness

I have dealt with depression, most of my life and I've tried different antidepressant. With the right diagnosis and med mix, I have lost 40 pounds. And I am managing, my mental illnesses.

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