So, here I am. Having yet another set-back in my life. I had a psoriatic flair up, and I couldn't move for three days. My shoulder is killing me, and while I'm terrified it's from arthritis, I am more terrified that I have somehow obtained bursitis.
My face has swollen red spots on it, my knuckles are red and inflamed, and my back feels like I'm 99 years old.
At this point, it's so hard to be positive. It is so hard not to run away and go back home.
I'm 22 and my body is failing me, for the umpteenth time in my life.
