Unfortunately, an inevitable side effect of chronic illness can be denial.
I’ve experienced a lot of major life events over the last three years: getting my PhD, moving to New York, my grandfather dying six months later, my dad dying six months after that, graduating from a Master’s degree program, getting a job, losing a job, my boyfriend of three and a half years breaking up with me, moving back to Michigan, getting a job. Yet my health has been relatively stable considering all of that.
And when your diseases have been pretty stable, especially given all of the emotional upheaval, and then suddenly aren’t anymore, it comes as a literal shock to the system.
Even though the word “remission” has never been used about my RA, I guess I got caught up in the idea that maybe I was no longer sick, or at least not as sick as I used to be.
When I first got sick, the slightest emotional upheaval would send my body into a tailspin. So when I went through all of these very emotionally trying experiences and didn’t