They don’t tell you about how living with someone with a chronic illness eats away your life.
They don’t tell you how the pain will seep into your soul in ways that you cannot see because it has blinded you.
They don’t tell you how different it is when “in sickness and in health” turns out to mean “in sickness and in more sickness.”
They don’t tell you about living each day with the fact that you will never be “good enough” to make it better.
They don’t tell you about how very, very tired you will be.
They don’t tell you because they don’t know.
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