What this is, and why I’m doing it

Living with a chronic illness — or two, in my case — is a weird mix of invisibility, unpredictability, and constantly managing other people’s confusion. Functional Neurological Disorder (FND) and POTS don’t show up in ways people expect. I don’t “look sick,” until I do. I don’t “seem tired,” until I crash. There’s no neat story arc. No tidy conclusion. Just a lot of figuring it out as I go.

This blog started as a way to make sense of that. It’s not advice. It’s not advocacy. It’s just me — sorting through the mess in real time.

Most of what I write takes the form of letters to nobody in particular. They’re quiet, reflective, and sometimes a little raw. Writing this way helps me process, but it also creates a kind of breadcrumb trail for anyone else walking a similar path.

I’m not trying to shout over the noise. This isn’t a platform, it’s a place. One where people who live with chronic illness — or love someone who does — might find something that feels familiar. Or at least honest.

If you’re here, welcome. You don’t have to explain yourself. You don’t have to have it figured out. Neither do I.