aksiokersa

it's my journal!!! (if you already read the intro about interstitial cystitis, check out today's thoughts underneath the row of pretty pretty stars)
i thought it would be cool to document teh life of a chick who's got the girlie-disease "interstitial cystitis."
a lotta people don't know what I.C. is so here goes: incurable tiny ulcers inside the wall of your bladder make it hard to walk, exercise, eat, drink, fuck, dance, breathe, smell flowers, blah blah blah.
the thing is? i have this disease and i'm still kickin' ass.
and other for-real chicks that have bullshit going on with their bodies can relate.
no matter what our mutherfucking misogynistic doctors, sadistic nurses, well-meaning family members, and uninformed aquaintances say, we are awesome, and we can do a good job of taking care of ourselves, thankyouverymuch.
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This is how I feel:

Then I feel cause I have stuff to do today! I can't be .
So I take medicine and I feel and then .
But I'm too to work even though I'm no longer
Next thing you know, I feel kinda cause my whole life goes by like that.


I want some and !
I want and and and and maybe even on a Friday night or two before I or am kidnapped by alien , you know?