Creating a Bucket List Fortified My Will to Live

Two years ago, I lost the will to live. I had been pressed to withstand the hindrance of battling mental illness since the years of my youth. My life was an ongoing nightmare, only one I couldn’t awake from. I had endured a lifetime of hardships, despite the fact that I was only 27 years old. I couldn’t bear another moment of the torment that ran rampant inside of me. I deemed myself as hopeless.

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5 Things I’ve Learned From Joining an Online Support Group

If you’d asked me a year ago if I’d ever consider joining a support group, I would have thought you were crazy. All I could imagine was sitting in a circle with other sad people, eating stale cookies and drinking some sort of bland tea. I had seen the movies, and I’ll admit, I was completely turned off to the idea.

However, being diagnosed with a chronic illness was super isolating, and shortly after I got sick, I found myself desperately wanting to connect with other people like me. And, after a little bit of research, I found the Dysautonomia Support Group on Facebook, and I couldn’t be happier.

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Be a Guest Blogger on Chronically Carly!

Chronically Carly is looking for experienced guest bloggers to write about life with invisible illness. All we ask is that you contact us with your idea and we’ll contact you ASAP with details and a due-date.

Oh, and did we mention that we’ll pay 5 cents for every word you write? That’s right: this is a great opportunity for writers to get paid and be published!

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I Told You I Was Sick

In February 2019, I came down with just about the worst cold in the world — sniffling, sneezing, coughing, the whole shebang. For two whole weeks, I broke our budget on tissues and Vicks VapoRub until my nose, and my wallet, finally dried up.

Of course, I was elated to wake up one morning with nothing but a lingering cough, ready to take on the world once more. But, what I didn’t know was that this was only the beginning…

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