I can laugh and smile and have fun AND still be ill.
When you live with chronic illness you don't get to wait until you feel better to enjoy life. If you wait for that day it may never come.
So we learn to make the most of our lives.
We choose to live.
We continue to live with illness, with pain, with fatigue, with weakness, with nausea, with all the things our bodies throw our way.
We could choose to sit and be miserable every day, wallowing in the bodies chance has given us.
But we want more from life.
We see joy where you see nothing.
We find humour where you see darkness.
We smile, because our spirits shine.
Many of us thrive with illness.
I say with rather than despite, because it is a part of us we can't deny, but it is not all of us. It doesn't define us. And it doesn't deserve the energy required to live despite it's presence.
I am ill.
The nature of my disorder is that I will continue to be ill.
I will also continue to laugh and smile and have fun.
Because for me it is the only way to live.