I Remember – #3

I remember weeks where I would go to sleep wondering if I would wake up, or if I would die, and I hated my heart and its unpredictability, and my own inability to help, or fix, what was wrong.  And then months and months would go by and I would not remember any of the above until, of course, immediately before another faint.

-24 September 2014

This post is part of the I Remember series.

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