…d please, don’t you you dare paint the suffering that goes along with chronic illness as self pity! Until you live it, until you see yourself change so profoundly, until you find yourself having to throw away your pride and constantly depend on others, until you know what it means to be in constant pain, until you know how it feels to be dismissed by doctors when you are at your most vulnerable, until you see your entire body change into what often feels like your enemy, until you know what it means to have to reinvent yourself bit by painful bit, until you know what it feels like to not feel like a fully functioning woman/man any longer, don’t you DARE call that struggle “Self-pity”! Because if the situation had been reversed I can guarantee that it would have kicked your ass, just…