A beautiful piece written by a chiari sister we are always stronger together we must share to bring awareness to Arnold Chiari Malformation Disease
I have been ghosted.
You used to message me,
Check up on me,
Wanted to hang out.
Gradually you pulled away,
I see the signs now looking back.
You ghosted me,
You left my life.
The calls, messages and interactions came to a Halt.
Did you die?
No just our friendship died…
But when we were close,
I never thought you of all people would ghost me.
It took me years to figure out the problem wasn’t me.
My illness makes people change.
This is a sad but true fact.
Some people can’t handle the illness,
It reminds them of mortality.
Others don’t want to see us decline,
And some people can not handle it.
It takes time to heal,
To get over the sting of a
Friend, a family member, or a spouse leaving us. Throwing us out like garbage. As though they are saying without words, “you are defective…
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